A gentlemen comes into the store with another couple (the husband, which, is wearing a back brace and walking with a cane). I notarize a document for them, stating that the gentlemen gave the couple $1,200 for the settlement of a car accident. The money is exchanged, the document is signed, and the couple leaves.
The gentlemen asks if he can borrow a paperclip for his document and receipts. I point him to the container on the counter where they are kept. Then, half mumbling to me, he says "$1,200 and all I get is this stinkin' paperclip." "Hope its made of platinum" I reply, trying to joke. But I feel awful for that couple! The man can hardly walk, and here this guy is complaining about his compensation money... which is hardly even a compensation, in my opinion!
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