Abraham Lincoln is on the five dollar bill.
I stopped for my weekly dose of chai tea.
I handed the barista the bill, to which she shot back the most confused look...baffled was more like it.
One would think I handed her a yen or a peso...maybe a pound or a shilling!
Cash. Yep. Cash. No credit card to swipe. Just plain cash.
She seemed to be sweating and handed me $2.86 in return. An obvious guess. Is that right? She asked.
I really wanted to say "really?"...and maybe a handful of other choice declarations, but retreated. She really did not know, which is quite frankly, frightening to me.
I could have just taken the money, but like Abraham Lincoln, I am too honest.
With all the kindness, and maybe a bit of sympathy I could muster, I told her the amount to give back to me without making her feel too obtuse.