Due to how cash payments I’d recently made happened to turn out, I had ninety‐seven cents in a big handful of coins and wondered how long it would take me to use them in future payments.
37th Ave. Saw Kl’d and J’an (666) through the DR windows. F’town. Seated worker at the bread bins showing off plenty of his underwear (6636–37). Bought two pounds of discount butter and a pound of sliced, packaged roast Turkey. R’mon was my cashier and he’s had a recent haircut, and without the teen‐idol hairdo, he’s kind of unremarkable. My charge was $9.97 so I wound up using absolutely every coin I had with me, which R. had to count.