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Misunderstood at Brunch

So I’m standing in line for the Firelight Buffet at Sams Town and this guy in line behind me taps me on the shoulder, points to a dime and says “what’s it with?” I didn’t understand the question. I told him “nothing” with a puzzled look on my face. He looks down at the dime then back at me. Again he asks “what’s it with?” Both of us stand there for a minute. I then realize that he was asking “what’s it worth?” We both shared a laugh while he explained that he wasn’t from here and that he didn’t understand why we would have a coin that was worth nothing.

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