Hedgehog and fox revisited

[resonant]

The hedgehog knows one great thing, but when he called from school to ask the fox to find his social security card and fax a copy of it to him so he could sign up for a job, the fox, in removing a metric shit-ton of useless paper from the top of his dresser, also located his father's post-WWII military discharge papers and a hundred-dollar bill.

The fox kindly left the hundred where she found it, but pocketed a Starbucks free-drink coupon as her reward.

Comments

[sara]

I found a random dollar bill in my in-box at work today. No idea where that came from, no, but if it'd been a hundred I probably would have had to figure that out. Instead we decided to mark it down as a donation and call it done.

My mother once famously found a hundred dollars in a jacket pocket, the week before my dad's late-October birthday, and threw him a hell of a shindig.

[resonant]

I don't even know where the hundred came from -- I mean, it's not a bill that comes into your possession that often. Or at least not into mine. At the old job, we used to get one every year for our Christmas bonus; sometimes I would actually take it to the bank to get it broken down into more manageable bills, because the people at Target didn't want to deal with it.

I've been known to put a dollar bill in Little Trouble's in-box, but that's usually because I used the postage meter for personal mail or something.