I went to get my afternoon double tall americano. The price is $1.81. I was counting out the change and tried to hand the barista a penny and he smiled and said he didn't want it. As I was putting the left over change back into my wallet, a dime went rolling across the counter.
The barista smiled and said "peddling pennies and losing dimes"
"Story of my life" I replied.
He laughed.
Sounds like a bluegrass song doesn't it. Or maybe an old time folk or country song such as Pete Seeger or Woody Guthrie would write.
Otherwise, I seem to be convinced that today is Friday - boy am I going to be disappointed tomorrow when I wake up!
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