By Laughs by Teresa
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I travel a lot, and over the years I’ve developed a very specific habit: I carry a stack of two-dollar bills.
I don’t do it to be “cheap”—quite the opposite. Back in the day, a $2 bill actually carried weight. It was the gold standard for a quick “thank you.” I’ve always used them for the essential travel hustle: tipping the guys moving luggage to the curb, rounding up a cab fare, or handing a “thanks” to the hotel concierge. It’s efficient, it’s distinct, and it’s way classier than a crumpled wad of singles.
The problem? I forgot I still had a massive stack of them in my wallet from my last trip.
Today, I went out for a quick fast-food lunch for two. The total came to $27.14. Instead of reaching for a twenty, I realized I had a literal brick of Jeffersons. I decided to lean into it. I laid it out on the counter: eleven $2 bills, a $5 bill, and a quarter.
The System Failure
The cashier didn’t even reach for the money at first. She just stared at the stack of green paper like I’d handed her a pile of Victorian-era postcards.
- Her: Long silence. “Uhh… what are these?”
- Me (leaning on the counter, totally chill): “Two-dollar bills. There are eleven of them. Plus the five and the quarter.”
She picked one up and flipped it over about four times. I think she was looking for a “Use by” date. When she realized she had no idea what she was looking at, she called for backup.
The Supervisor Summit
The supervisor arrived looking like he was ready to handle a grease fire. Instead, he found a stack of crisp $2 bills and a guy just waiting for his spicy chicken sandwich.
The two of them started whispering over the register. I’m standing there, completely relaxed, while the line behind me started growing. I could feel the eyes of every person in that lobby on the back of my head. They weren’t even annoyed about the wait—they were intimidated.
I could see the gears turning: Is she a counterfeiter? A time traveler? Why is she so calm? Nobody dared to ask me a question. They just watched.
The Verdict
After a solid three minutes of debating whether Thomas Jefferson was a “real” president, the supervisor finally shrugged and hit the “Cash” button.
The best part? There is no slot in the cash drawer for a $2 bill. They had to lift the entire plastic tray and hide my $22 underneath like it was confiscated contraband. They gave me my eleven cents change with the kind of trembling hands you’d expect if they were handing over a ransom.
Final warning: Start carrying $2s at your own risk—your next fast-food run will take 5 extra minutes and 10x the laughs. Comment your cashier horror/comedy stories—I read them all.
The Fun Doesn’t Stop Here!
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