The $3 Bill Dream
Jun. 7th, 2018 05:37 amLast night, I had a dream that my twin brother and oldest nephew were staying a very nice chain hotel. We were heading down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast when I stopped by the front desk to get change for a $20 bill. The front desk was in the center of a large indoor area and I was being helped by an older Hispanic woman with glasses named Lydia.
When asked how I wanted the change, I stated fives and singles. Lydia came back, giving me two $3 bills and other change. I looked at her strangely and then at the bills, which appeared to be legal tender. The president on the face of the bills was Teddy Roosevelt, but it was Robin Williams as Teddy Roosevelt, from the "Night at the Museum" movies, and he was sticking his tongue out on them.
As I was asking Lydia about the bills, she pointed out that on the back were signatures of hotel guests who had used the bills, one including a signature by Sean Connery. Lydia went on to try to explain at length how the change-making process worked at the hotel, but I stopped her, stating that I only wanted to get change so I could tip the server at the restaurant and that my brother and nephew were waiting for me.
Lydia was seemingly unaware that a $3 bill was an odd thing to give me no matter how ironic, but gave me one more piece of advice.
She told me not to try to spend them in San Francisco, because they wouldn't be accepted there.
And then I woke up.
When asked how I wanted the change, I stated fives and singles. Lydia came back, giving me two $3 bills and other change. I looked at her strangely and then at the bills, which appeared to be legal tender. The president on the face of the bills was Teddy Roosevelt, but it was Robin Williams as Teddy Roosevelt, from the "Night at the Museum" movies, and he was sticking his tongue out on them.
As I was asking Lydia about the bills, she pointed out that on the back were signatures of hotel guests who had used the bills, one including a signature by Sean Connery. Lydia went on to try to explain at length how the change-making process worked at the hotel, but I stopped her, stating that I only wanted to get change so I could tip the server at the restaurant and that my brother and nephew were waiting for me.
Lydia was seemingly unaware that a $3 bill was an odd thing to give me no matter how ironic, but gave me one more piece of advice.
She told me not to try to spend them in San Francisco, because they wouldn't be accepted there.
And then I woke up.