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At about age 3, I thought that the tip money my parents left on the table was actually for Me as some sort of reward for finishing my meal. I'd stash the $$ in a hole in my mattress, so my mom finally found it one day while re-arranging my room. She spent the next week driving to area restaurants trying to compensate the wait staffs that had been stiffed!
I used to believe that money really did grow on trees, but grownups just didn't want us to know about it.
The first time I got to pay at the gas station, my grandpa gave me a twenty dollar bill.
When I gave the money to the clerk, I stood there for a while waiting for money back.
I thought gas was only .87 cents, and for the life of me couldn't understand why the
clerk kept the whole thing, not to mention my grandpa laughing at me.
I used to believe that if I poked my grandfather in the belly-button he would spit out quarters.
I used to think that, since things were so much cheaper when my dad was a kid, and even cheaper when his dad was a kid, then everything must have been free around the early 1800s.
i used to think the definition of being rich was having a room full of money that reached up to your knees. i didn't take into account if the room was really big of the money was pennies or hundred dollar bills. This was shortly after i learned that having four dollars did not make me rich.
I used to believe that I would be a millionaire
I always heard that 4 quarters made up a dollar, so I thought if you laid 4 quarters end to end, they would just meld together and make a paper dollar.
My dad told me that "no money down" meant that if you dropped your money, the store would get to keep it, like as in finders-keepers.
Someone gave me a dollar when I was little, and I sat in the living room playing with it. I asked my ma if it was true that there were four quarters in a dollar, and she told me that I was correct.
I tore the dollar in half and tried to shake the quarters out, as if dollar bills were envelopes for quarters.
I used to think that there was a 'little man' inside cash machines, who counted the money and pushed it out. When a machine was out of order, it was because 'the man was having his dinner, having a sleep'etc
I used to think that if you went into a shop, and didn't have enough money for what you wanted, the shopkeeper would give you the rest of the money so you could get it, and that's what "change" was... how much better would life be if that really happened?
remember the commercials with Phil Rizzuto for "the money store"? I thought it was a store that sold money at bargain prices.
I used to think that the pools was a swimming competition.
that people in shops gave you 'change' if you didn't quite have enough money to pay.
I thought that when you bought things with cash the shop assistant always gave you some back - didn't understand what change (i.e. the difference) was.