...was in one of my favorite eateries last night and was standing at the counter, having ordered my raspberry chicken salad, waiting for my change...much to the chagrin of the young man waiting on me, the cash drawer had run short on needed denominations...after apologising for the the delay, he slowly moved the last several crisp one dollar bills from the cash box up to his nose and inhaled deeply...this he did again...and again...i thought that his eyes were going to roll back in his head, so i broke his reverie and told him not to bogart the bills and give me a hit...
...nothing quite like that fresh printers ink...