Second Hand Bookstore

I went to Curtin University last Thursday to pick up some books for my sister.

I went to the visitors parking area and looked to buy a parking ticket.

I found a $2 coin and tried to place it in the ticket machine but missed! (poor hand-eye coordination. I need to play more video games). The coin rolled from the machine and fell into a crack in front of the machine!

I dropped to my knees and cried  "NOOOOOOOooO!!!"

The stupid crack was wide enough to tease me of my lost money but not wide enough to let my pinky finger through!

Seriously, I must have spent 15 minutes in front of the machine trying to fish my coin out.  I mean, $2 is a lot of money and something you just don't leave behind.  But trying to fish it out felt infinitely more embarrassing!

There were uni students walking past and they're probably wondering why this guy was on his knees worshiping the parking machine.

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I eventually found myself in the finance section of the second hand bookstore.  There multiple copies of the book my sister wanted to I took my time finding one in good condition.

"This is the same one the professor was talking about right?"  Asked the pretty asian girl next to me.

"Err....  Yeah.  That's the one"  I muttered.

"'Coz I saw the new one in the other bookstore and it looked the same" she replied.

"Is it the eight edition one? All the eighth edition ones look the same" I answered in my infinite wisdom.


Like butter baby,
that's how smooth I am.