RamsesII
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Just did the usual Sat am CWR run and asked at a bank that hasn't ever produced anything. Have suspected a sniping teller. This time he said he could sell me $9 in halves. He plopped them into $1 piles, clink clink clink clink clink CLANK clink clink clink. Our eyes met, and he and I both knew there was silver in that one pile. He flipped it over, muttered, "Oh," and begrudgingly passed them to me. He knew, and I knew, that I had prevailed because he missed that one. Got to the car and checked it out - boom - 1964!! All the rest of the $140 or so in CWR from other banks was skunked.
I'll remember this silver conquest for a while. And so will he. (Probably won't ever get silver there again though)
HH

I'll remember this silver conquest for a while. And so will he. (Probably won't ever get silver there again though)
HH

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) while he was probably away at lunch and I got a fill in new teller who didn't know any better yet
Keep up the fight....






