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novastar6 Did I ever tell any of you about the time that my uncle, a former mover (that'll become important in a minute), finally brought his billions of pennies to one of those things ("CoinStar," or something like it), at a bank?
It was a nightmare.
Ever since my young cousin (his daughter) was born, he was saving
every kind of coin, but especially pennies, in enormous glass jars. One day, he
finally decides to turn it all into cash for her college fund and brings the coins to a TD bank. Except that there are so many of these damned coins that he actually has to
load them into his moving truck to bring them to the bank! (Seriously.)
Once we somehow wrestled them into the bank (how I ever got inveigled in this scheme, God only knows), the bank employees were kind enough to help us dump the coins into the machine. About an hour later, the machine breaks down. My uncle stands there in horror.
The employees call the manager, and he's just about to call a repairman when my uncle realizes that a coin might have gotten stuck in the contraption. Sure enough, that's what happened, and we go back to dumping the coins in.
I don't recall how much money he finally had in coins (I can ask him and get back to you), but the bank workers were not so friendly by the time we got out (!). We all slunk out of there, feeling foolish more than anything, and my uncle only returned to take the money (in cash, thank God!) and close out the account.
And you want to know the kicker? The bank took out the coin machine about a few days later. I think I know the reason
why...