clovis97 said:
Clerks under the age of 30 or so? They are just not used to seeing them, and you have to educate them on what a half dollar is and where they should put them in their till.
Something funny happened tonight.
A local pizza place was offering a large, three topping, carry out pizza for 5.99 with a coupon.
Since the price of the pizza was barely more than a gallon of gas, and since I'm all about bargains...a $5.99 pizza is a great deal for us.
Of course, I paid the whole bill with half dollars. (Would you expect anything else from me?)
The young teenage cashier immediately asked "Are you coin collectors?"
I have to admit that I was taken off guard for a second. "Did she just ask if we were coin collectors?" I asked myself, and then replied with "Huh?"
"You must be coin collectors" she repeated slowly and clearly, as if I were hard of hearing or a little dumb.
"Yes. Why do you ask?" I said.
"My grandpa was a coin collector, and we still have all of his half dollars. Most of them are silver, and he got them from different banks. He would buy coins and search for the silver ones" the teenager said.
It was nice to chat with a young silver searcher, and one that already knew what a half dollar was before it was tendered.
As we were leaving, two of her coworkers, neither of which could be old enough to vote or drink a cold beer in Canada, were clamoring over the odd looking coins that now graced the fifth slot in the coin drawer. "Can you believe they don't know what these are?" she yelled to us as we opened the door. We then overheard the nineteen year old tell them, "these are half dollars, and they have President Kennedy's face on them. They are worth...."
It was just cool. Maybe you had to be there, but it was cool.
Dumped that box in no time and that was when gas was $2.70.
