I put my young friend on the bus back to Houston, and she's leaving for Holland Saturday. When I took her to the bus station, I parked my car and as we approached the sidewalk, this middle-aged man on a bike approached Larissa and asked her if she had change for a $5 bill. She told him no, then he asked me. At first I said no, then I remembered I had bought some cokes from a drive through and gotten change....so I pulled 5 ones to give him.
Then, he handed me this wrinkled torn $5 bill with a hole in the middle....so I asked him, "is this even any good?"...."Oh yes mam, I promise you" he said. Then he added that as long as you have 50% of the bill, they have to honor it.....I felt sorry for the fellow, when he wanted to give me back one of the dollars for my trouble...so I told him, no, it's okay.
Well, after I left Larissa at the station, I decided to go shopping, get my husband a little something for Father's Day, take advantage of the opportunity that he hadn't come along, so I stopped at the Credit Union to get some cash, and see if they would trade that nasty $5 bill for a nice new one.
Wow! I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when the teller told me it was a countefeit! Damn, you do a good deed and some jerk takes advantage of you. I then had to give them my name, address, and where it happened, a description of the guy.....argh........I thought for sure they were going to call the cops and I was going to be arrested! But all they did was say "We're so sorry".......yeah, so was I.
I'll never do that again.......
