I was at the grocery store today pouring my pocket change into a CoinStar machine (I had saved almost $144 in change!!) and there was this guy behind me, about 5'2". 450 pounds or so, soaking wet with a net full of quarters. He looked pretty nervous, like he'd just robbed a wishing well or something. He kept saying "Are you almost done?" The dude was ugly as sin, and smelled like french fries. Not regular french fries, but those curly ones. What a wierdo. It looked like he was counting along while the machine was counting my change. When the coins were all down the chute, the guy says out loud "$131.93". I looked at him kinda wierd, but then the machine said "$131.93".
The dude actually calculated not only how much change I'd dumped down the machine, but also how much $$ I got back!!!! The machine keeps 8.9cents from every dollar, and this guy did the math in his frickin head! Down to the last cent!
I left in a hurry, that guy really gave me the creeps. And you should have seen how the womenz were avoiding him. I would have felt sorry for him if he wasn't such a wierdo.