For quite some time, I have accumulated small change during the day and each evening have put the coins into a large plastic bucket that used to contain Pepperidge Farm "goldfish."
Several years ago, my wife and I had reservations for dinner at a local restaurant. Earlier in the day, I was running errands in town, so I thought it was time to head to the bank to exchange the coins in the bucket for some paper cash.
When I handed the bucket to the bank teller, I tried to guess the total that all that change would yield and estimated about $50. The teller took the bucket to a counting machine in a back room, but when she returned, she told me that the coins added up to only $35.89. I put the bills into my wallet and the 89 cents back into the bucket to start another accumulation.
That evening, my wife and I enjoyed a very nice meal at the restaurant. But there was a surprise when the waitress handed me the bill. The total, before tip, was $35.89.
Bernard B. JonesBerkeley Springs, W.Va.
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