On my way home from the gym I stopped at this little market to buy milk. Antonio has to have his cereal every morning. I gave the guy a ten dollar bill and he pulls out his little marker, then hands the bill back to me, said this one is no good. He told me he’s been getting quite a few counterfeit ten-dollar bills lately so he’s checking all that come in.
This was a first time for me. Of course I may have had them before, not many clerks check the money when you hand it to them. I think I’ll frame it.