{"id":153,"date":"2005-05-10T06:00:58","date_gmt":"2005-05-10T01:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/?p=153"},"modified":"2005-05-10T06:00:58","modified_gmt":"2005-05-10T01:00:58","slug":"twenty-dollar-bill","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/2005\/05\/10\/twenty-dollar-bill.html","title":{"rendered":"Twenty Dollar Bill"},"content":{"rendered":"<table align=\"center\" width=\"400\">\n<tr valign=\"top\">\n<td>\n<p><font SIZE=\"2\" FACE=\"Verdana,Arial,Helvetica\"><\/p>\n<p><!-- MAY 10 2005 8:35PM --><\/p>\n<p>I found a twenty dollar bill on the street yesterday. The episode felt like a hidden camera sociology experiment. It was on 5th Avenue near 59th Street, in the middle of a weekday. Very crowded with tourists.<\/p>\n<p>I saw the $20 bill sitting on the sidewalk, and I stopped walking to assess the situation.<\/p>\n<p>Was anyone else around looking for the twenty dollar bill they just dropped? No.<\/p>\n<p>Was this a set-up or a trap of some sort? Didn&#8217;t seem so.<\/p>\n<p>Was there fishing line attached to the bill? Hah. No, it did not appear to be a grown-up version of a trick you&#8217;d play on a grade school substitute teacher.<\/p>\n<p>In the few seconds it took for this thought process to transpire I saw at least two people walk past and look directly at the money without stopping to pick it up, and without even giving the slightest pause.<\/p>\n<p>There was no mistaking it. The bill was not wadded up or obscured. It was folded in half but anybody could see a twenty dollar bill sitting there for the taking. So why did those people see it without pausing to even acknowledge it?<\/p>\n<p>Maybe it&#8217;s because I had already stopped, making it appear I had dropped the money and was waiting for the crowd to clear before picking it up. That was my first instinct, after all &#8212; to look around for someone who might have dropped the money. Maybe that&#8217;s what the others did, and on seeing me they felt that picking it up could lead to an altercation.<\/p>\n<p>After a few seconds I bent over and picked it up. In case I was on camera, or in case someone somewhere had reason to question my action, I grimaced a bit in a &#8220;finders keepers&#8221; way.<\/p>\n<p>I was reminded of an incident that happened last year. Walking through a very crowded Rockefeller Center, a tall man pushed into me, deliberately taking a pair of glasses out of his pocket and throwing them to the ground. Very poorly acted, he tried to make it look like I ran into him and broke his glasses. His goal, obvious from the start, was for me to give him money for new glasses.<\/p>\n<p>The glasses were already damaged before he threw them to the ground. Even if I had not noticed this I think the mutilated condition of the glasses would have tipped me off. They could not have been that badly damaged for having fallen such a short distance. And his clumsy attempt to make it look like I ran into him was a complete failure. Who falls for this shit, I wondered.<\/p>\n<p>My instinct was to say &#8220;Nice try,&#8221; but instead I fakely apologized and kept walking. He followed me for a half a block, running into people in a well-rehearsed attempt to bring scornful attention to me. Through the crowd he yelled &#8220;That guy broke my glasses! Sir, you broke my glasses, what am I gonna do?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>No one seemed to buy his cunard and he came nearer to me, tapping my shoulder. I can&#8217;t remember his words but he implied that he couldn&#8217;t afford new glasses (<em>neither can I, pal &#8212; but I didn&#8217;t say that<\/em>). I repeated &#8220;It was an accident, I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221; He acted thunderstruck at my apparent callousness, splaying his fingers against his chest and grunting &#8220;Aaaaw!&#8221; He was trying to make me feel like a heartless brut.<\/p>\n<p>I escaped into the post office and he did not follow me into the building. I have since seen this same person working Rockefeller Center with a pair of destroyed eyeglasses in his shirt pocket, looking for people to scam.<\/p>\n<p><\/font>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I found a twenty dollar bill on the street yesterday. The episode felt like a hidden camera sociology experiment. It was on 5th Avenue near 59th Street, in the middle of a weekday. Very crowded with tourists. I saw the $20 bill sitting on the sidewalk, and I stopped walking to assess the situation. 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