After dinner we went to a bar for the old nightcap. I got an Old Fashioned and there was a fruit fly in it. No big deal, just give me a spoon and I’ll fish it out. No need to remake the drink. 

When it was time to pay, the man shorted us on change by about $50. I pointed out his mistake and after about 10 minutes he comes back again and gives me a fat stack of 74 one dollar bills. 

Strange encounter. My wife says she never wants to go back, but little does she know I’m taking her back to that very same bar next Friday.