Dimes

6:30am. Wawa. I refuel my car and walk inside to get some coffee. I say hi to the employees that I recognize. I mix some mocha wakeup poison caffeine powder into my 20 oz. Columbian and walk up to an empty line. I get a new cashier that I haven’t seen before. The customer in the next line over brought her coffee and pastry up to the exhausted cashier. She paid cash and asked for dimes for her change. Eight dimes. Unprompted, she explained to the cashier that they weigh less than other coins and that she collects them. She has a lot of dimes saved up and can easily bring $20-30 in change with her in her purse because dimes are so lightweight.

Everybody is weird. Everybody is unique. Everybody is beautiful in their own ways. Life is weird.


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