I was driving on the highway last night, window down.

Somehow, as if by magic, an U.S. bill lifted itself up from the center console, glided across my face and flew out of the window.

The entire ordeal is made more stupid by my immediate reaction when I saw the bill dance across my face: “Oh crap, is that Andrew Jackson or George Washington?” I asked myself, instead of grabbing for the bill.

A quick calculation with the abbacus later revealed it to be Hamilton.

So if you find a $10 bill on the 15 highway somewhere between San Diego and Las Vegas, please give me my money back. Thanks.