Found Money

I'm stealing this title from my sister-in-law's blog Life From A Slightly Skewed Perspective http://steinermp.wordpress.com/ 
You should read Mary's blog first.   It reminded me of something I did a few years ago and I probably shouldn't admit it.  Maybe Laura O. will remember this.  I was in the middle of rehabbing our house and looking for tile for our bathroom.  We went to a tile place I'd never been to.  When we got out of our car in the parking lot and were headed toward the store I saw a penny on the ground.  I picked it up.  I'm not too proud to pick up a penny. 

"Oh, wait, there's another, and another".  I continued to pick up pennies all over the parking lot.  I know a lot of people think pennies are worthless but it's hard for me to ignore change on the ground.  And Mary, I don't care either if they're heads up or tails.  I have no idea how many I picked up and I don't know if Laura just just stood back and observed this crazy woman or assisted in the penny pickup. 

With heavy pockets I entered the store and did my browsing.  On the way out I told the proprietor about how I found all these pennies and he said, "oh, we put them out there because we get a group of handicapped children who come here and they get so excited when they find the pennies".  Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, I hope I turned all shades of red and I KNOW I felt about the size of a penny but, to be honest, I can't remember if I threw all the pennies back in the parking lot on my way back to the car.

Please, Laura, tell me I did.