Earlier this week, I found myself in a new area, so I checked out a few banks. No luck in the first three, including one where the teller and I swapped stories of our finds. Last bank, the teller said she had 5.00 in halves, and started to give me grief about not having an account. I used my usual line, of "do you really want to keep counting these every night?" That and my smile plus the line of people behind me must have worked:
Someone spent grandpa's stash!
Someone spent grandpa's stash!
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