I’ve been noticing pennies a lot more lately. Maybe it’s because I’m pinching them more, or maybe because I work in retail and a startling amount of people pay large amounts in pennies, or maybe I’m just feeling sympathetic for the loner of the coin world. In any case, I’m seeing pennies in a whole new light.
To that end, I’ve decided to start a new subsection of this blog. Rather than listen to me go on week after week about my finances, I thought it would be nice to throw in some cheaper entertainment. And what’s cheaper than a penny story? Nothing, that’s what.
Here’s what a penny story is. It’s a short story that has something to do with a penny, but often a larger meaning. Dear Abby (yes, I read Dear Abby. Don’t judge me) occasionally runs Pennies From Heaven stories that tell of people finding pennies from the year a dearly departed loved one was born, and finding hope and peace in that small sign. Since the writers of these letters get 200 words or less to tell their story, the reader gets to feel all warm and fuzzy in less time than it takes for their coffee machine to heat up.
Every Thursday, I’ll post a new penny story. Sometimes it will be my experiences, but I’m hoping to share other people’s stories too. After all, other people are interesting, and you all already hear from me far too much anyway. If you have a penny story that you’d like to share, let me know. I’d love to hear it.
Til then, I’m off to count a few pennies. Talk to you all on Monday.