A man stopped me
on the street, and
asked me; “Sir,
could you change
a ten?” “I sure
can.” I took out
a black felt tip
pen, and put on
a mustache on
Hamilton’s face.
“Here you go.”
He said, “I wanted
to know if you had
change for a $10.00
bill, not deface it.”
“Oh” I say to the
man. Silly me.
Then he called
me an asshole.
“Yup” I told
him, and have
been called
worse.
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Fictional short story.
Ten
A Pondering Mind 
5 responses to “Ten”
I like to believe it was changed to something inappropriate.
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Even people who say they want change don’t take even the first little step. It’s no wonder that guy is miserable and calling you names. Don’t take it personally. Someday if he’s lucky he’ll discover that for change to happen, he really needs to want to change.
Keep pondering and sharing your creative fictional stories.
Vincent
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hahah loved that!
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My way of thinking
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Lmao! 😁😆
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