Last night, my daughter talked me into going to the ballpark so she could watch her boyfriend’s baseball game. So we go, and after settling in on the bleachers, I decide to get us some greasy fries to eat. I decided to grab a roll of peanuts too (peanuts/baseball=inseparable). My order in hand, I get to the cashier, a sophomore who used to go to our local High School. The fries were $1.50
The peanuts were 75 cents.
May lightning strike me dead if I’m lying; she could not make change for the $5.25 I handed her without first adding the amounts on her little calculator. I think I actually starting crying a little.