Ever seen those money markers? You know, the ones cashiers use to test whether you’re passing bollox bills as legal tender?

This morning, cashier-chick ran one across … my twenty.

You heard that right: she checked a Jackson.

A yuppie Food Stamp.

The smallest denomination that spews from an ATM.

On an $11 purchase.

Such investigative talent is wasted in retail! She should join the hunt for Osama.

One nagging question: What if I had paid with three fivers instead? Hmm…

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