I’d had a dream where a $100 bill flew by me, carried by the wind. It landed in somebody’s yard and I couldn’t find it. The dream resulted in this toon… with a little help from my idea guy, Nelson.
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Easy come… Easy go…
She didn’t even have a chance to enjoy “just having” the cash for very long…
Life is cruel but unfair. ^^
When I worked at Disneyland in my college days (I’ve lived in LOTS of different states.), I was hosing Main Street (I’ve had LOTS of different jobs.) and found a $20 bill. Anything at $20 or lower you could keep; everything else you had to turn in for 15 days before claiming. So I was REALLY happy. And then 30 minutes later my friend came up and said I owed $20 for my Disneyland softball team dues. Oh, well… at least I was able to pay it.
NO WAY! I worked at Disneyland, too! I worked on Main Street Even! My home store was Candy Palace (no wonder I had a weight problem!)… I worked there the Spring/Summer of 1990. I loved it… except I worked the closing shift… that was, um… hard! I wouldn’t get home until 2:30 at night. I used to eat my lunches on the docked Jungle Cruise boats! Good times!
I once found a fifty dollar bill at school. But apparently the school had “misplaced” some money some how and they just took it.
But they did give me 25 dollars back atleast.