Saturday, January 25, 2020
The hardness of cash
One of the library patrons came up to me at the front desk of the library. "Can I pay for my fines with cash?" they inquired trepidatiously.
"Yes." I replied gravely.
I don't joke about money. It's too delicate a subject.
I got their card and scanned it in. "You have $10.20 in late fees."
They handed me a twenty. "I have a twenty." They said.
"Thank you." I replied. "Would you like to donate the change to our cause this month: The Society to Encourage and Promote Illiteracy?"
"What?" They asked confusedly.
You see. This is why I never joke about money.
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