A couple of days ago, Ezra and I were having a grand ol' time in the local Barnes & Noble Cafe- eating grilled cheese sandwiches and making up songs about The Happy Car Wash. (Your guess is as good as mine.) He loves putting me on the spot and forcing me to make up songs about random things. Like hopper cars and cereal.
The soap squirts out!
The bubbles aren't mean!
The brushes come down
and we're squeaky clean!
Haaaaapy CarWaaaash!
We always have such a good time when we go to Barnes & Noble. He will actually sit still long enough to eat the food there for some reason. Perhaps it's because their fancy grilled cheese paninis boast FIVE cheeses while mine at home boast just one?
After we eat, we always play with the train table and read oodles of books about 'Rocket'. (Quick! Name that kid's show! I'll give you a hint: it's by Disney! ... What? That doesn't narrow it down for you?)
Anywho- right after we were done eating and Ezra was about to bolt for the kid's section, I noticed something under our little corner table.
It was a five dollar bill.
I've never had such luck! That's like stumbling upon a pile of FIVE HUNDRED pennies! I grabbed the bill and quickly assessed the situation. It couldn't have belonged to anyone around us because, well, there wasn't anyone around us. We'd been sitting there for at least 20 minutes. For a split second, I wondered if I should take the bill up to the cafe register and 'turn it in'? Just in case someone wandered in later and said, "Has anyone turned in a five dollar bill? I, uh, lost one earlier?"
Yeah. Right. I would have been slapping my own forehead for days if I'd followed my first instinct and handed my free cash over to the emo girl behind the cafe counter for safekeeping and just distribution.
So, I kind of haphazardly threw the bill into my jumbo purse and followed Ezra to the train table.
Well, that was about three days ago, and just this morning I remembered the $5 bill and thought I should pull it out of the bottomless pit that is my bag and stick it in my wallet so that I know where it is if I need to use it.
I dug.
And dug.
And dug.
The bill is gone. Which means that during one of the fifty thousand times I've been shoveling through my bag over the last couple of days- either trying to find a toy car or a wet wipe or my blessed Burt's Beeswax chapstick- the bill fell BACK OUT of my bag and returned to its original state: FREE MONEY.
I obviously didn't do the right thing with that five dollar bill, and it has since jumped ship to find someone who will (hopefully) be more generous with it than I was.
*resounding forehead slap*
11 comments:
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oh, man! I love burt's beeswax chapstick! It's the only kind I'll buy! Actually I've really enjoyed all their products I've tried.
I once found a $1, $5 and then $100 dollar bill all in the span of a week. It was totally awesome.
Next time, tuck the money into your wallet. ;)
Oh my...that's hilarious. Not so much what happened as your portrayal of it!
oh. i think i just cried a little for you.
ugggggh thats the worst. at least it wasn't YOURS to begin with; i mean, losing someone elses money doesn't hurt as bad. Hey so one time on my birthday at disney land after my parents spent a billion dollars to get our whole family in and we went to our car in the parking lot to eat our homemade lunch i found TWO HUNDERED DOLLARS on the ground. in the parking lot. TWO ZERO ZERO. Everyone else passed it except little 11 year old meee!! I was rich! RICH!!*
*until my parents took it to pay themselves back for the trip and gave me $20 of it that i spent entirely on fudge.*
That bill had other ideas that you just aren't aware of. Maybe it was using you as a vessel to carry it where it need to go. Don't fret, Mama!
um, no offense to your hubby, but was it really the money returning to it's free state, or was it secretly snatched by a man in need of a cup of coffee??=) Cause every once in awhile money just "disappears" from my wallet and shockingly, Scott will eat out for lunch that day=)
Oh man, that totally sucks!
Maybe you'll find it in your shorts pocket when you really need it!
isn't that just the way life is sometimes... i love it.
Oh I know where that five is.. I found it!!! How neat! But I am planning on spending it.. on junk food!
(I really did find five bucks)
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