I swear, it's a conspiracy.

The universe can stop sending idiots into my store seeking small purchases and only bearing currency in large denominations. If I didn't no better, I'd suspect some asshole was out on the corner passing them out by the handful.

And the icing on the cake?

There is a puddle at the end of the arcade near the soda machine. I wish I could just smoothly assume it was condensation that escaped from the machine. However, I can't. I've worked with the public too long. I know what they're capable of.