Marc

I put all my change into a Salvation Army bucket(?) receptacle(?) cannister(?) last night outside of a Walgreens in Wichita, Kansas. I normally just walk by with my head down, but I had extra change on me and figured I'd give freely this holiday season. My plan was to look at the guy with the bell as if we were friends, greet him in a jovial manner, and dump my cold hard cash into the thingy(?). In reality I ended up giving him something akin to the shifty eye, and kind of tripped over the curb a little as I was too focused on my quote-smile-unquote. I got nervous at that point, double-fisted my $.67 into the can(?) and realized that the silver all fell in, though the copper didn't. So I'm stuck there trying to stuff individual pennies down into this tiny little slot and the bell-guy looks over at me and says, "Oh, it's okay. It's just full of fives and tens and twenties."

Thanks a lot. Now who looks like the asshole?