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I believed that store proprietors personally owned everything in the store, and they could decide to charge whatever prices they wanted. Therefore if some item was very expensive, the storekeeper was obviously just being mean and greedy (especially if there were a lot of the thing in stock).
I told my mother that when I grew up, I would have a store that charged very low prices for everything (like a penny for a vacuum cleaner) so that everyone could afford what they needed. That's when she explained to me how stores' inventory really works, but I still didn't quite understand.
Pre school I used to believe that giving too much money in a shop resulted in receiving change. OK except that I also
thought that giving too little also resulted in receiving the difference in change!
When I was 6 , used to believe that nothing had a price. I thought money equaled money and it didnt matter how much you gave. (at least thats what i was taught in church). So when I took a Taxi home one day from school, I paid the man a nickel from my little coin purse, thanked him for the ride and went about my business. The man waved as if I did the right thing and drove away. Never did it cross my mind that the man was being generous and thought of my actions a cute specticle.
I thought that bank tellers had little vaults underneath their desks with customers' names on them, and when you came to the bank to deposit or withdraw they would open up your little vault and add or take money out of it.
I believed that the money one put in the bank was the exact money that one would get back. I cried in the bank when my mother handed me a ten dollar bill instead of the ten silver dollars my grandfather had given me on my fifth or sixth birthday a few months before.
Growing up in upstate NY, I used to believe that Canadian coins, which are accepted as legal tender here (except by banks), were accepted all over the United States. I was kind of surprised and embarrassed when I was visiting relatives in Mississippi, handed over a Canadian quarter to pay for something and the checkout girl stood there staring at it and going, "What the heck is this?"
I thought that when people needed money they went to the Bank to get it. It wasn't until years later that I learned that you first had to put it in beforehand yourself.
My father was a little worried by my obsession with dimes when I was a toddler. He thought I was avaricious, but couldn't understand why, as I was too young to know about how to spend money. What he didn't know was that I was fascinated by the shiny silver with the perfect pictures on it. And I was convinced that the profile was a portrait of God.
Not mine, one I heard from a customer. She wanted to fax us a check to pay her account, thinking that this would serve as a legitimate form of payment. (can you imagine if she'd wanted to fax bills and coins?)
When my parents told me that money didn't grow on trees I always thought I'd plant some and prove them wrong. But I always wanted to buy a toy or some candy with any money I was given, so I never tried to plant any money.
wen i was little...i thought that there was a little man inside the cash machine and he used to count up the money that had been requested and pass it 2 my mum/dad....this fascinated me for years...lol
I always thought that a bank kept your actual money in your own box. They weren't allowed to spend it, of course. So when you withdrew $5, it was the exact bill you put in. I got in quite a fight with my brother about that one...
I used to think that when we bought something at the store and they gave us back change, it was bonus money to thank us for buying their product!
I used to believe that the "Poorhouse" was a real BIG, ugly house that whole families had to go live in together when they couldn't pay their bills.
I used to believe that on money, the treasurer of the United States really signed every bill prited her self.
I asked my aunt once where did money come from, and she told me that it came from a plant she had in her backyard. I was about 7 or 8 at the time, and i asked her where was it, so she prepared a plant with money covering it...Made us, my cousins and me, believe that until we were 10. I remember my friends asking to see the "money tree" we had at home (I grew up with my aunt and uncle).
My mum told me that if you caught the bubles on top of your cup of tea with a spoon and drank them you would get rich-it's very hard to do -I'm still trying!
When I was a kid, I "knew" that when you needed money, you just went to the bank, stayed in line, and they gave it to you!
I used to believe that my parents were mean to not have alot of money. I thought that I would be a much better parent because I would choose to be rich and give alot to my children,
i used to believe that when we recieve change after buy something was for the next time we have changes to pay for our shopping. people used to be so nice...