Several weeks ago the girls and I met up with some friends at Chipotle for dinner. Now if you don't know what Chipotle is, all I can say is, "I'm sorry." Everyone should have a Chipotle restaurant in their neighborhood. Period.
Okay, so next door to this Chipotle is a pizza-by-the-slice place, and Megan really wanted pizza instead of Mexican food, so I gave her $20 to go buy herself a slice.
When she returned, I asked her for the change. She handed me a measly $5.00.
Me: Uh, yeah, I'll get the rest from you later.
She just stared at me, pretending to be clueless. As if I would honestly think that one slice of pizza cost $15.00. What's that saying ... I might have been born at night, but it wasn't last night!
Anyway, later in the car on our way home ...
Me: Okay Megan, give me the rest of the change.
Megan: What change?
Me: The change that's in your pocket.
Megan: I only have 15 cents in my pocket.
Me: Megan, I gave you a 20 dollar bill. You can't expect me to believe that the only change you got was 5 dollars and 15 cents.
Megan: Well you never asked me for the change under my BOTTOM.
At this point she starts laughing hysterically, because she's just so darn funny.
Me: Fine. Give me the change under your BOTTOM.
And you can bet your bottom dollar she handed me 10 bucks.