I went to an arcade in Lake Tahoe with my son Tom. I only wanted to get five dollars in tokens, so I went to the front counter to get change for a twenty.
“Could I get a ten and two fives?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said.
Then she paused. And held the twenty up to the light.
I know. It’s part of her job. But I had to wonder:
Would she have done this to the Pope?
So I opened my mouth.
“Do you have to do that?”
“Yep,” she answered in an annoyed tone, “Have to make sure it’s real.”
So she gave me the two fives and the ten.
Then I paused.
And held the ten up to the light.
I smiled. “Just have to make sure it’s real.”