Sometimes I forget to write stuff down

[howeird]

Sitting on the porch yesterday, Lee from next door comes over and wants to hand me $100 to pay for the rack she got off the truck after it was hauled out of my house. I told her no, the rack was being donated, I wasn't going to get anything for it, she is welcome to it. After three refusals she shoved it into my pants pocket, would not take no for an answer. Well, okay, it's worth that to her for her flea market business, and I can find a use for the $$.