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FE Power Forums => Non-FE Discussion Forum => Topic started by: AlanCasida on February 12, 2021, 01:56:32 PM
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Years ago I got this Dollar bill back in change that had been torn in two and duct taped back together. If that wasn't strange enough, if you look close you'll see it's not the same Dollar!
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I live and work overseas. I was working in Bosnia after the war, and none of the small corner stores liked to make change after you bought something. If you smoked, they'd throw in a pack of cigarettes (a pack cost like 50 cents) or a lighter. If you didn't smoke, they'd throw in a coke or some candy, stuff like that. It was my first time out of the country, and like song says, I seen so many things I ain't never seen before. The culture shock was massive.
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Years ago I got this Dollar bill back in change that had been torn in two and duct taped back together. If that wasn't strange enough, if you look close you'll see it's not the same Dollar!
I had an employer that was getting paid in 20's for some work done. One of the $20 bills was a one dollar bill with four $20 corners glued on. He told him to keep it coming, didn't return the fake 20 and the guy didn't ask for it.
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I got this in change after getting coffee from a mid-mountain ski lodge at Breckenridge. Fifteen minutes later, I was on the "toboggan of shame" after crashing and breaking my hip. I still carry it in my wallet every day. I figure it owes me something ;D
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Dont got it in change but. Mid 70s my dad is working for the road department
blasting stones and mountains when they are widening and straitening an old
road. when he come home from work each day he have the dumptruck filled
with blasted stones and dirt and gravel that he tips out in the river to build a pier
down from our house. One day i se a coin in the dirt that is tipped the night before
1/2 Öre from 1850s There is 100 Öre on each krona and about 10 kronor on a Dollar
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I used to travel to West Africa on business in the 90s. We used local agents in each country to sell to the end users. In Angola, the currency used was called the Kwanza and was almost worthless. Our agent there paid their workers in cases of beer; it was a lot easier for the workers to exchange the beer for whatever they needed than to carry a wheelbarrow full of Kwanza notes! Businesses also accepted US dollars but it was in short supply to say the least.
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I was in China on a military exchange visit, in Beijing and the forbidden city, I thought I was being a master of negotiation over some book I wanted to buy off the sidewalk sellers. Made my deal, handed him the equiv of 20 bucks, and got my change back, and the guy took off.
Turns out he gave me the change in some worthless Cyrillic money, FSU-era, looked it up on line at it was valued at one thousandth of a cent...
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I used to travel to West Africa on business in the 90s. We used local agents in each country to sell to the end users. In Angola, the currency used was called the Kwanza and was almost worthless. Our agent there paid their workers in cases of beer; it was a lot easier for the workers to exchange the beer for whatever they needed than to carry a wheelbarrow full of Kwanza notes! Businesses also accepted US dollars but it was in short supply to say the least.
You want worthless? Go to Zimbabwe in the late 2000's. Old Mugabe was printing money like no other guy in history.
I have several of these. I'm rich, I tell ya!! Each was worth about 30 cents back in the day...
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One of the $20 bills was a one dollar bill with four $20 corners glued on. He told him to keep it coming, didn't return the fake 20 and the guy didn't ask for it.
I used to run a parts store in Highland Park, MI - a once nice place that had degraded into really rough neighborhood in the center of Detroit. The "cut corners" money was common in various denominations. Cut the one corner off of four 20s was the most popular. The 20s spend just fine with one corner snipped, and then you tried to pass the doctored one.
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Ricky.
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Barry---
Here's a story of my own about HP. It was in the late '70s. I was selling houses in the metro area. I showed a house in HP and started west on McNichols toward my office in Southfield. I stopped at a party store for a Coke. Off-street parking next so I pulled back to the sidewalk and looked both ways. I was driving a '75 Mk IV and it was a warm enough day that I had the windows down to help the AC blow the hot air out of the car.
I looked both ways and the only car in the street was momentarily visible between those parked along the curb. I turned West from the North-side parking lot. As I got far enough into the street, making the turn, I realized that the car I'd glimpsed was going about 80 MPH. The speed limit is probably 35 in that area. The car laid on the brakes and took all of the lanes, swerving, before he managed to slow down.
I went on West with the contents of the car, all members of the majority society, in their late 'teens-early 20s, making loud angry comments.
Several blocks along there is an intersection with a left turn lane, and when I stopped at the red light, the following car pulled up VERY close on my left. Our rear view mirrors were almost touching. The guy in the shotgun position leaned out so far he actually had his head inside my window. He was waving a blade and struggling to get himself into position to make use of it. What I could understand of his dialect was a statement of what he wanted to do with the knife he was waving.
At that time I had a 'Little Friend', a 1911 Commander that had been somewhat altered. It went with me everywhere. One of the modifications was that I had had a National Match barrel installed and the extra 3/4" of barrel stuck out the front of the slide. I had that extended barrel Magna-Ported. I carry in an inside-the-waistband holster just behind my left hip---I'm left handed.
I pulled it out and jammed it into his face. I'd be happy to say I planned it, but purely by happenstance, that extra 3/4 inch of barrel went up his nose and slammed his head into the top of the window frame. It knocked his backwards hat off and he dropped the knife.
The driver turned left against the light and disappeared down the intersecting street. I got a kleenex and wiped the end of the barrel. I somehow refrained from wetting my pants. The cap and the knife remained in the street as I proceeded on west. I don't remember showing any more houses that day.
Life in 'The D'
KS
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Ricky.
Phillipines during WW-II? That's my best guess...
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Aye
Was bein silly .... Daddy was a Combat Engineer all over the Pacific in WW II
Good ya had ya buddy that day
Ricky.
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Aye
Was bein silly .... Daddy was a Combat Engineer all over the Pacific in WW II
Good ya had ya buddy that day
Ricky.
A Seabee! Cool stuff. My dad was a chief petty officer on the cruiser USS Astoria, part of Halsey's Task Force 38. I have a lot of his wartime memorabilia.
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Anybody seen the "Where's George" dollar bills? They had ink stamps on them directing you to a website, where you could enter the serial number to track the dollar. It was kind of a fun experiment to see where money traveled.
Well I collected them for years. I had about 40-50 or so of them....and then spent them all in one day about 2 years ago. Figured I'd give them a fit trying to figure out why all of a sudden a bunch of them showed up in some small area of Ohio..lol
Mr. Bill, I used to carry an 1890 Morgan Silver Dollar minted in Carson City. I called it my 'Old West' dollar. Just something for a conversation piece, since it was worn fairly good (only about VG or F condition). A few years back I stopped carrying it because the CC mints aren't real common and I didn't want it totally destroyed being in my pocket with other metallic objects. Now I carry a pretty much worthless Peso. :)
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I like collecting coins, so always try to have some vintage coin on me just for kicks and conversations. I recently put a bunch of mostly undesirable half dollars back in circulation, and will be doing that to a bunch of wheat pennies here soon. They're only worth about 2-3 cents each, so not a big loss, but should catch some peoples eyes. I recently asked the teller at the bank if she had paper rolls for the old dollars. She had no idea what I was talking about. All she had ever seen was the Sacajawea and presidential dollars. She had no idea what an Ike dollar was. I took one and gave it to her because she's always been very helpful. She couldn't believe how big it was, and I couldn't believe that apparently I'm old enough to remember coins that bank tellers have never seen before. Good grief ??? :(
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Doug - I've still got a stash of Morgans, Peace Dollars, etc. from my collecting days. When I was a kid I'd go to the bank and go through penny rolls for "wheaties". Cool stuff! At one time I had a complete uncirculated set of Lincoln pennies from 1909 on. The only circulated ones were 1914-D and 1955 Double Die. Those were still nice AU condition. Young man's life got in the way though...
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In 78 I did a job for a young lady and she didn't have enough to pay the bill
I took a Saint Barnard puppy in trade for the balance.
Wasn't to sure about this but she really needed a car and I did not need a dog.
Worked out great, she stayed with me 17 years before she died.[ The dog not the young lady]
Greg
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Coins and stamp collector before a young man life got in the way. Best way to explain my old stamp and coin collection.
Thank's for that WConley.
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When I was 14, I worked for a guy who owned his own business. One of his quirks was to give $2 bills and wheat pennies as change. Always. It was sort of a marketing gimmick- they see the $2 bill and remember exactly where they got it.
But, strangest I ever received was a $5 that someone had done some artwork on. It was expertly and masterfully done, but was so horribly inappropriate that I could never hand it to a cashier. It was obviously meant to offend anyone who saw it, but I just laughed. I shoved that thing in a self-checkout first chance I got.
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It was a very strange time in '67.