Plastic cash and quality maps
He jumped from the cab, tore a bill in half and handed it to the driver. “Wait for me”.
Fast forward to 2012. Try to tear that new $20 in half. I dare you. Give up? Want a pair of scissors? With the introduction of new media for our Canuck currency, we’re bringing an end to certain images. No more setting the gap on your telegraph key. No more setting the points on your hotrod. No more lighting that cigar with a bill from our mint. Might melt and burn your fingers, badly. And yes, I could see through the bill I received this morning; holey money!
The city is hoping that spring comes soon. Due to labour unrest, clearing of snow will follow a rather laid back schedule (one that doesn’t involve overtime shifts). Unless a lot of snow falls, all at once. Then some alternate universe kicks in and the truck will roll through the night. The rest of us just can’t win.
It took just under two hours to get home this evening. Bus #1 missed bus #2. Bus #3 missed bus #4. I waited, patiently, and added a whooper to my cholesterol deposit. All in all, an ordinary day.
No more excuse for getting lost, Apple fans. The peace has been restored between Google and iTunes, and a new map app is on sale. Get it. Stop driving randomly around bemoaning your inability to find your way in a busy world. Or, get a GPS. A real one. Better yet, do like in the “good old days” and use a map. They’re still available.
