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Ok, you guys, this is another one of my infamous personal experience threads... because this one was so crazy, I HAD to share.
So, anyway... this morning, I didn't have time for breakfast at home, so I decided to swing through the Burger King drive-thru. I ordered a sausage, egg, and cheese Croissan'Wich. My total was $2.54. I thought I had a $5 bill in my wallet, but it turns out I only had a $1 bill.
I pulled up to the window to pay. I handed the roughly 18-19 year old chickadee a $1 bill, 10 dimes, 2 quarters, and 4 pennies. She blinked a few times, looked at me, and said, "Um... I still need a dollar. Your total was $2.54."
"That's what I gave you. $2.54," I replied.
"No," she argued, "you gave one ONE dollar, 54 cents, and 10 dimes."
I almost did a literal facepalm. "Ten dimes equals one dollar," I said.
"How can it equal one dollar? There are only ten of them!"
"Count them," I demanded.
Placing her finger on the dimes, one at a time, she counted, "One... two... three... four... five..."
O.M.F.G. "Count them by tens!" I cried.
"Why would I count them by tens?" she asked. "You only GAVE me ten, if I count them by tens, there will be more than ten, and that's not right. I think you're trying to trick me."
At this point, I stepped out of the car so that I could reach the window ledge and show her how to count dimes. "How much is a dime worth?"
"Ten cents."
"Right. So, one dime is ten cents, two dimes make twenty cents..." I said while sliding the dimes to the side as I counted them. "...and ten dimes make one hundred cents."
She looked at me, confused. "See? It's one hundred cents, not one dollar."
"One hundred cents IS one dollar."
"No! It's a ONE DOLLAR bill, not a ONE HUNDRED CENT bill!"
"Can I speak with your manager?"
The manager came to the window and I explained the problem. She looked at me, standing in the window flabbergasted while my car burned gas in the drive-thru lane behind me. She looked at her employee, on the verge of tears because she was so convinced I was trying to cheat her out of a dollar. "She gave you $2.54, Ashley. Put it in the register."
"No she didn't! She gave me a dollar, fifty-four cents, and ten dimes!"
"Ten dimes is the same thing as one dollar," said the manager. "Now put it in your register."
"Do you two know each other? Because I think you're both messing with me," argued Ashley.
"PUT IT IN YOUR REGISTER!" yelled the manager before turning back to the window. "I'm so sorry. Can I get you something? A cup of coffee? An orange juice? A side of hashbrowns? On the house... to make up for ... well... this?"
I've had experiences before with younguns who can't make change, but this was a first. What kind of future does the human race have if we are cranking out high school graduates who can't count dimes?
I couldn't decide if this should be in the smile thread or here...
I give you.. PIECAKEN
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64...2/piecaken.jpg
The piecaken is totally awesome, but for some reason I'll bet it doesn't taste all that great.
If the person who invented that lived in NYC they'd probably be labeled a terrorist.
I don't remember most weddings I've attended being like this:
http://i.imgur.com/cMfZD.jpg
The bride and asian Hedensk are definitely the best looking of the bunch.