Murphy loves retail

It never seems to fail. The days when everyone seems to be paying in small bills and register is damn near flooded by the influx always seem to be days when we happen to have a higher than usual stack of funds to draw from. By the same token, those days when you're just a little on the light side for available change and you're hoping to finesse it into stretching far enough to make it through one more business day will also be the days when people are not only looking to break large bills but also to approach the counter with total purchases requiring three to four singles in change. In effect, the more lean and "high protein" our cash situation sits, the more we seem to hemorrhage the more versatile varieties.

I'm less of a manager than the guy tapped to conduct rapid-response commando raids on banks to do unto the tellers what our customers have been doing unto us.

Sometimes I wonder what the bank staff are thinking seeing me wander through at irregular intervals to produce a wad of cash for them to either concentrate or dilute as my situation demands. Perhaps they recognize the trappings of logistic support of a store front. And mayhap they think I'm the most eccentric drug dealer in town.

It's worth a laugh at least while I'm negotiating yet another trip to and from a nearby bank. Beyond the glamorousness that is business.