I stopped into a Dairy Queen today for lunch. I guess the shop owner has never heard of air conditioning, because for a shop that sells ice cream, it's always like an oven in there. I waited, and waited, and waited, and finally got tired of standing around roasting and waiting for service, so I left.
As I walked back to my car, I spotted what looked like a leaf on the ground. As I got closer, I noticed it kinda looked like money... It WAS money! A $20 bill!
I looked around, and the parking lot was pretty much desserted. Oh well. Guess someone is out 20 bucks.