Coins Matter

On Sunday, I went with David and Harry for a classy lunch at the establishment known as Wendy's. The total for my food was $3.23; I had $3 ready, but I didn't have coins in my wallet, and definitely wasn't about to get 77 cents back in change by breaking another dollar. So I did the only thing I could do- I reached down and unzipped my nifty zipper pocket on my shoe and pulled out a quarter. It was awesome.