Thursday, November 10, 2005

On my walk back from getting lunch today, I saw a dollar bill mixed in with some fallen leaves in the street. Didn't pick it up, though. Figured someone else could use it more than me.
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6 comments:

Sissy Willis said...

Gasp. Where is your entrepreneurial spirit?

11/10/05, 7:47 PM
Be said...

It's busy collecting pennies to make dollar. (In reality, I was feeling pretty down and out and, though finding the dollar lifted the spirits some, I didn't feel like I deserved it.)

11/10/05, 9:11 PM
Yogo said...

I'm afraid to pick up money on the street. I always think a hidden camera is following me and I'll be the laugh of the week on a reality show.

11/11/05, 8:39 AM
Be said...

There is a restaurant in the North End (our Eye-talian quarter) where they've a quarter glued to the floor near a table. People fall for the ruse all the time.

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Having had a few seconds of my Fifteen minutes used up on a reality show - I'd say not to worry about it. People's attention spans are roughly the same length as that of a common gnat. You'd be made fun of one morning at work and that'd be it.

11/11/05, 9:57 AM
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11/11/05, 10:00 AM
Be said...

As for picking up stuff in the street - part of my walk takes me through an industrial area and past a bunch of chop-shops and junkyards. I'm always bring cool (to me) stuff into work. Am particularly fond of hubcaps: call them "objets trouves." My colleagues call me Sanford.

(Snort - the head of my division, who I think I freak out, tells me I have a "unique vision.")

11/11/05, 10:03 AM

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