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Not that I think I get alot of people reading this but I’m back for a brief note. We’re looking good for my project launch tomorrow. Everything is set in place and ready to be executed. Leaving early from work so we can get enough rest for our marathon launch. I couldn’t resist but post about how excited I am. I also wanted to talk about something that happened to me this morning.

On my way into work, I would normally stop by the comissary to grab my usual 2 eggs and 2 sausage breakfast. So I ordered that and was on my way to pay. While lining up, I gathered all my money to get ready to pay. This breakfast normally costs $2.76 and I had $5.76. I don’t know about you but I get a bit excited when I have the exact change and I know that I won’t be getting more coins back. While lining up, this girl comes up behind me and sees that I’m counting my change and blurts out, “Oh crap! I need a quarter.” I turn around and look at her and the single dollar she was holding. And gave her this “Are you serious?” look. I just said, “Sorry I have exact change,” and turned back towards the direction of the cashier.

I paused for a moment and turned back around and asked “Do you really need it?” She nods and smiles, I quickly place the quarter on top of her plastic breakfast cover. She said, “Thank you.” I pay the cashier $5.01 so that I get a quarter back, which by the way is the next best thing – trading in my pennies to get silver coins. I proceed to walk into my building. Then I realized to myself, “I’ve fallen for this before!” Actually we (as in men) do this every weekend. Buying drinks for girls. No I’m not implying that I was attracted to her or if she was even good looking or not. But the willingness to help someone overwhelmed me. I just hope she wasn’t taking advantage of me and that she had a whole pocket full of quarters but wanted mine because she saw me playing with it. That would really suck. I have no choice but to give her the benefit of doubt only to make myself feel better. But of course its only a quarter, right?

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