Today at the cash machine I asked for quick-cash $50, and quickly enough the machine spit out the bills. But when I saw the top one was a 50, it didn't quite register: It seemed appropriate. Well, then what was this other 10 and 20 in my hand? I looked at them, looked at my receipt. $80 in my hand; $50 cash withdrawal.

$80 in my hand; $50 cash withdrawal.

It figured the same the next time, too.

So I asked Andrew to look at it, and after a moment he said, "Cash machines don't dispense 50s."

Woohoo!

This kind of thing never happens!

We took the money and ran to Rainier. It sure gets dark early now.