Friday, January 26, 2007

An Honest Man

Dad's proof that he's an honest man:

I got gas while I was at the Giant. The attendant sits behind bulletproof (and knifeproof) glass, and you have to slide your money in to him. As I was trying to put my $50 under the rock they provide, the wind ripped the sucker (the bill, not the rock) from my hand and started blowing it around the parking lot. I finally corralled it and got it to the attendant. He checked to see if it was real. Yeah, right. Like I'm gonna chase a counterfeit bill around the lot.

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