I am a student (read : I am a cheap bastard)
Therefore any money I have is converted almost immediately into the much more useful currency of alcohol.

However, after a night of epic proportions [in terms of amounts of alcohol drunk], I discovered I had missed my local YF (Youth Fellowship, teenage sunday school, basically) 's annual meeting. They'd also texted me, saying "Want to be treasurer next year? If you don't reply we'll assume it's a yes".

Bearing in mind I had little control over my legs in the morning and tiny precise movements like text messages were out of the question, I realised I'd been shackled with it.

So a couple weeks later I recieve the gubbins that comes with the post [which is to say a tin of change, and semi-control over the YF's bank account]. The tin contained £60 in assorted coins, which always proved useful when I needed cash for the bus in the morning / for a breakfast pint.

Anywho, eventually we get round to the big fundraiser [a pantomime], and I realise not only do I have to sell tickets on the night, and be the dame, but combine the two and sell tickets whilst in a dame outfit.

End result - £997 in cash [and £6 in cheques], all in a shortbread tin in my car that doesn't lock due to my cheapskatedness in fixing it. For a week. As I kept 'forgetting' to go to the bank [read : needed the change for pints].

Eventually fate caught up with me though, I had to produce end-of-year accounts, and had exact amounts from the panto written down. Turns out I'd "liberated" £130 out that tin over a couple months.

So I had to get an overdraft so the charities would get their money and everyone would be happy and I wouldn't go directly to the lowest circle of hell. And I ended up carrying £990 in cash, mostly in £1 and £2 coins, in a beaten up shortbread tin, through my town.

*witty end comment here*
(basstard, Fri 23 Jun 2006, 20:34, Reply)