High FinancePosted: April 4, 2012
Mom cashed in a small Roth IRA and Bill and I took the check to her bank to deposit into her checking account. She wanted $50 in cash back, which I got in fives and tens. When we returned home, I fetched her purse so she could put the money away and gave it to her, along with the fifty dollars and the deposit slip. My daughterly duty done, I left the living room to dump my purse and check my email. A minute later Mom called out rather plaintively, “Patty.”
I walked back into the living room and stood in front of her, watching as she stared with a furrowed brow at her hands while she shuffled several bills. She finally looked up at me and asked, “Did you get me $50?”
She glanced down at her lap where a couple of fives and a ten lay, then at her hands, which held five or six ten dollar bills, a five and a couple of ones.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Positive,” I said.
She shuffled the bills around some more, then finally looked up at me with a smile. “It’s okay,” she said. “It’s all here. I just got the tens mixed up because they’re the same color.”
“The same color as what? The other tens?” I asked, somewhat confused.
“No, the other money,” she explained, jamming the cash into her wallet and refocusing her attention on a Cops rerun that was blaring away on a Spanish channel.