The gift receiving season is fast approaching. I have several people in my life to whom I give the gift of money. When they were younger, these people thought cash gifts were crass and thoughtless. At the time, they were not paying their own bills. Currently, money is accepted without hesitation.
1. The best reaction is when the receiver takes the check or the cash, looks at it, is overwhelmed with the amount, immediately tries to give it back. “I can’t take this.” is the first sentence. “Too much.” I’m so thrilled that I’ve stunned the person, I want to stun them again. “I could make it more if you like.” “No,” they demure. “This is more than generous.” The check or bill is placed carefully in a wallet. I know where my money is. It is safe, unfolded and I can go my way satisfied.
2. “Thanks. I love money,” is another reaction. The check or bill is stuffed into the shallowest jean pocket where it doesn’t even fit all the way. It becomes crumpled. Those jeans will be washed with the money or check in the pocket if it hasn’t already fallen out in the street. The money will be destroyed or lost. There goes my money.
3. The third reaction has no words. The money is flipped into a fold and slid under the jacket in a razor quick movement. It nestles in that odd pocket on the inside lining that opens sideways (the manufacturer only put that pocket there for empty marketing.) When the maneuver is over I’m unsure if the event took place. Did I give somebody money? Where is that money? It’s in that pocket nobody uses or looks in. That jacket will go to the cleaner or be given away to a charitable organization. The person unpacking donations will find it. He might or might not turn it in. There goes my money.
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