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Early Spring 2010 www.thedead-beat.com Volume 10 Issue 6
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EXTRA - EXTRA - READ ALL ABOUT IT!
The $2.00 Bill I Tried To Spend:
Dad Will Never Say...
Top Ten
Things Youll Never Hear A Dad Say.
10. Well,
how bout that?... Im lost! Looks
like well have to stop and ask for directions.
9. You
know Pumpkin, now that youre thirteen, youll be ready for unchaperoned car
dates. Wont that be fun?
8. I
noticed that all you friends have a certain up yours attitude I like that.
7. Heres
a credit card and the keys to my new car GO CRAZY. 6. What
do you mean you wanna play football?
Figure skating not good enough for you son? 5. Your
mother and I are going away for the weekend. You might want to consider
throwing a party. 4. Well,
I dont know whats wrong with your car.
Probably one of those doo-hickey thingies you know that makes it run
or something. Just have it towed to
a mechanic and pay whatever he asks. 3. No
son of mine is going to live under this roof without an earring now quit your
bellyaching and lets go to the mall. 2. Whatddya
wanna go and get a job for? I make
plenty of money for you to spend.
1.
Fathers Day? Ahhhhhdont
worry about thatits no big deal.
The $2.00 Bill I Tried To Spend:
If youre as old as I am,
This Is A Riot!
Everyone should start carrying $2 bills!
Im still laughing!! I think
we need to quit saving our $2 and bring them out in public.
The younger generation doesnt even know they exist!
On my way home from work, I stopped at Taco Bell for a quick bite to eat.
I have a $50 bill and a $2 bill.
I figure with the $2 bill, I can get something to eat and not have to
worry about irritating anyone for trying to break a $50.
Me: Hi,
Id like one seven-layer burrito please, to go.
Server: Thats
be $1.04. Eat In?
Me: No,
its to go. At this point, I opened
my billfold and hand him the $2 bill.
He looks at it kind of funny.
Server: Uh,
hang on a sec, Ill be right back.
He goes to talk to his manager, who is still within my earshot.
The following conversation occurs between the two of them:
Server: Hey,
you ever see a $2 bill?
Manager:
No. A what?
Server: A
$2 bill. This guy just gave it to
me
Manager: Ask
for something else. Theres no such
thing as a $2.
Server: Yeah,
thought so. He comes
back to me and says, We dont take these.
Do you have anything else?
Me: Just
this fifty. You dont take $2 bills?
Why?
Server: I
dont know.
Me: See
here where it says legal tender? Server:
Yeah.
Me: So
why wont you take it?
Server: Well,
hang on a sec. He goes back to his
manager. Who has been watching me
like Im a shoplifter, and says to him, He says I have to take it.
Manager:
Doesnt he have anything else?
Server:
Yeah, a fifty. Ill get it and you can open the safe and get change.
Manager:
Im not opening the safe with him in here.
Server:
What should I do?
Manager:
Tell him to come back later when he has real money.
Server:
I cant tell him that! You tell
him.
Manager:
Just tell him.
Server:
No way. This is weird.
Im going in back.
The manager approaches me and says, Im sorry, but we dont take big bills this
time of night.
Me:
Its only seven oclock! Well then,
heres a two dollar bill.
Manager:
We dont take those, either.
Me:
Why not?
Manager:
I think you know why.
Me:
No really, tell me why.
Manager:
Please leave before I call mall security.
Me:
Excuse me?
Manager:
Please leave before I call mall security.
Me:
What on earth for?
Manager:
Please,
sir
Me:
Uh, go ahead, call them.
Manager:
Would you please just leave?
Me:
No
Manager:
Finehave it your way then.
Me:
Hey, thats Burger King, isnt it?
At this point, he backs away from me and calls mall security on the phone around
the corner. I have two people
staring at me from the dining area, and I begin laughing out loud, just for
effect. A few minutes latter this
45-year-oldish guy comes in.
Guard:
Yeah, Mike, whats up?
Manager
(whispering): This guy is trying to
give me some (pause) funny money.
Guard:
No kidding! What?
Manager:
Get this. A two dollar bill.
Guard
(incredulous): Why would a guy fake a two dollar bill?
Manager:
I dont know. Hes kinda weird.
He says the only other thing he has is a fifty.
Guard:
Oh, so the fiftys a fake!
Manager:
No, the two dollar bill is. Can you talk to him, and get him out of here?
Guard:
Yeah.
After the security guard comes over and asks about the fake bills and I show him
my two dollar bill, he turns to manager. Mike, whats wrong with this bill?
Manager:
Its fake.
Guard:
Doesnt look fake to me?
Manager:
Well, theres no such thing as a two dollar bill is there?
The security guard and I both look at him like hes an idiot and it dawns on the
guy that he has no clue and is an idiot.
So, it turns out that my burrito was free, and he threw in a small drink.
Made me want to get a whole stack of two dollar bills just to see what
happens!
by Candy Geer
This poem was shown in the Reflections Display trailer, I thought it would
be nice to remember this notable poem that brings the image of Kennedys
three-year-old son, John F. Kennedy, Jr. saluting as his fathers funeral
procession passed became a symbol of that day.
Candy Geer, a 15 year old high school student from Grosse
Pointe, Michigan, wrote a poem about that moment entitled Six White Horses,
which honors the president but also captured the emotions of a
nation in grief.
The poem was published and broadcast nationally.
Six white horses came today to take my Daddy far away.
Mommy said I must be good and stand as big as Daddy would.
And now Im big so I wont cry when I see my Daddy wave goodbye,
cause Daddy is my special friend he always comes back soon again.
I cannot wave, I dont see why, theres just a black box moving by.
But Mommy says I should be still, Im a big boy now, and so I will.
I hear some drums, theyre awful loud, but Mommy is sad and sos the crowd.
And everybodys dressed in black, but Daddy soon will hurry back.
Were going to take a walk to mass then maybe Ill see my Daddy pass.
I wonder why were only three, he always comes to church with me.
Two men are talking, I can see, they said theyre very proud of me.
They said my Daddys in that box, that black one with six gold locks.
I have on a big boys suit and now its my turn to salute.
I do it just like big boys do, because I have to be one too.
Theyre going to stop, and then just leave, but in that box, how can he breathe?
Though I do not understand, theres Mommy here to hold my hand.
Hes going to leave and not come home!
We just cant leave him here alone. I want to hear him laugh and say,
John-John, come here so we can play.
I dont see Daddy anywhere, I want to cry and I dont care.
Hes in the ground, he cannot be, he should be right here holding me.
But Mommy says I must be good, so Ill stand as Daddy would. |
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