Small change
On the way to my car all too late this evening after a grueling day at work, I noticed a shiny new dime lying on the pavement of the parking garage. For a split second I considered picking it up, but I didn't. Quarters, I'll still make the effort for. Dimes? Not likely.Dimes, nickels, pennies - as adults, we can't be bothered to gather them off the streets anymore the way we once did as children. Maybe it's all part of a bigger cycle that we've now become part of: We nonchalantly overlook these coins as small and insignificant while the next lucky child who happens upon that dime, nickel or penny relishes his or her gleaming new treasure.
posted by rekkidbraka @ 8:40 PM
4 Comments:
Shoot, I don't bend over for anything less than a C-note.
If this were a comedy club, you would hear a rim shot just about now.
And I could make an even filthier bad joke out of that statement, but I'm not going to, because this is a civilized blog...Feel free to never talk to me again.
OK... I, like, JUST got that. Hee.
I like this template, i'll leave it on here awhile.
Normally I try to pick up all the change I see. But that's just me...
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