2009-08-10 Mon
Dad bought something from a hawker stall and asked me to pay for it first. I handed my money to the merchant to pay for the merchandise. The merchant received my money and put into his pocket. With the other hand, he reached into another pocket and hold up a bundle of folded dollar bills. He thanked me and gave me some change. A thought came to me.
'Why don't you count the change before you leave?'
While I was counting the dollar bills, I realized the bills were counterfeit ones. For one, the texture of the dollar bill just doesn't feel right. It was too smooth to start with. Next, there were holes and tears on some of the bills.
'This is fake dollars,' I raised my voice in disbelief, 'I want my money back.'
I showed him the fake money and shoved the merchandise back to him. He smiled and tried to talk me out of it. I kept shaking my head to indicate that I do want the stuff just my money back. This continued for quite awhile.
I could hear the honk from the bus again. This was the third honk. Finally, I gave in and walked away furious. Found my seat on the bus and sat down dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what had happened to me. I got cheated on a broad daylight.