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Apr. 30th, 2004 02:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dewinged-1:51 PM
So the co-worker next to me is talking about her 7 year old son again. Like she does every hour, every day, world without end amen. He is collecting those state quarters, and she saw his Pennsylvania one was missing the other night. Of course, the son said he has no idea where it is, and the co-worker suspects that he took it and spent it. So, she's looking through a pile of quarters she had, for one of the same. Big pile, no luck. "And it's from 1999," she said. "It'll be hard to find."
I reach into my pocket. Three Quarters, only one of them is a 'State Quarter.'
"You mean this one?" I ask, and slide the quarter over.
From her: "Unbelieveable."
"Did I mention that Random Chance is my bitch?
*smirk* This stuff happens to me a lot more often than I admit to.
So the co-worker next to me is talking about her 7 year old son again. Like she does every hour, every day, world without end amen. He is collecting those state quarters, and she saw his Pennsylvania one was missing the other night. Of course, the son said he has no idea where it is, and the co-worker suspects that he took it and spent it. So, she's looking through a pile of quarters she had, for one of the same. Big pile, no luck. "And it's from 1999," she said. "It'll be hard to find."
I reach into my pocket. Three Quarters, only one of them is a 'State Quarter.'
"You mean this one?" I ask, and slide the quarter over.
From her: "Unbelieveable."
"Did I mention that Random Chance is my bitch?
*smirk* This stuff happens to me a lot more often than I admit to.