He came through the front door holding up a 20-dollar bill.
I was a teenager working behind the counter of a high-end gourmet food shop in suburban New York.
The only other person in the store was one of our better customers, a hedge fund manager who was well-known around town.
As the man holding the $20 approached the counter, he asked, "Do you have change?"
Before I could answer, the hedge fund manager said, "That is change."
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