Devon Hunter

Cigarettes and ass

by on Jan.05, 2009, under Humor

Okay, okay…

Time for a funny story… all this darkness and seriousness lately… time to clear the air with a little tale about tail. This just about made me fall out, and is one of the unexpected little joys of working in “the biz.”

I went to the bank to make a deposit. Normally I’d trade all my one’s and five’s in for larger bills. It makes it easy to count and carry (plus a thick stack of small bills is ghetto, especially if you put a large bill on the outside… Grrrrl, stop!). Anyway, I wasn’t able to do that last time I left for home. So, I have an unwieldy roll of small bills.

And what kind of paper is American money made of? Highly durable cotton! That means it soaks up and holds onto all sorts of insanity. When there are only a few bills you won’t notice the smell of money so much… But this nasty pile of cash had been festering in my gear bag and never dried out. Yum.

Anyway, I pulled the money out of its ziplock bag at the bank and got punched in the face by the smell of the club. WOW. That’s what a bar smells like? Gross! I was actually pretty embarrassed. How was I going to explain this to the teller? I figured honesty was best.

“I’m sorry, but my money smells like cigarettes and ass.”

The woman picks up the stack, holds it to her nose, takes a deep huff and replies,

“Yep, it does smell like cigarettes and ass.”

OH MY GOD! LOL LOL LOL LOL

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