The streets of Rosedale and Brookville may not be paved with gold, but today they were basically paved with zinc, copper, nickel, and steel. Look at this ridiculous collection of coins I picked up off the pavement! Finding more than 10 coins on one walk is extremely rare for me, but today I collected 117. And they were scattered about, too; there wasn't just one big mother lode. Of course, the more I found, the more time I spent looking at the ground, so I probably noticed a considerably higher percentage of coins than I normally would.* But still, this is preposterous. By the end of the day, my thigh was sore (or at least annoyed) from being smacked by the 12 pounds of metal in my pocket every time I took a step.
For the record, my total take, based on today's exchange rate, was about $2.2897: 2 quarters, 4 dimes, 7 nickels, 103 pennies, and 1 Canadian penny.
(I snapped this photo two days later.)
* I also did most of my walking in the street today — asphalt is easier on the feet than concrete, and traffic in this area is light enough that it's safe to avoid the sidewalks — which means I had very little pedestrian competition in my treasure hunt, and also means I was passing right through the areas where people are most likely to drop coins when they park and get out of their cars. But even with these factors taken into consideration, 117 coins is simply obscene.
Another Jesse Pinkman meltdown, albeit on a vastly smaller scale…?
if you could do that every day youd be half a millionaire by 2073!
Unlike the K-man, use cash when paying for your calzone.
I subscribe to the theory that finding money is a confirmation of what you are doing or thinking at the time. This has proved to be true in my life more times that I can describe. I hope you can recall your thoughts or activities on this day and see if this applies in your situation. I always feel rich when I find three coins in a walk and I can’t imagine 117.