|One of the two gifts|
While I waited for the clerk to print out my receipt on the far side of the store I watched the man standing at the counter 12 feet to my right. He must have been selling something big, because his clerk walked away, came back with a stack of $100 bills, and started counting them out in a voice loud enough for me to hear. When the whole pile had been counted there were 52 bills!
The man was still standing there talking to the clerk when I walked out of the store. I would have liked to see if all his money actually fit into his wallet (or if not, exactly how he was going to carry it).
Five years ago today: Skipping Christmas