I found a one euro coin on the grass and pocketed it. Somehow I did not spend it but left it on my desk at work and forgot about it. One day I was toying with it as a kind of mini distraction and ended up resting it on its sides. In a few minutes I noticed that it had fallen down and was flat again. I had not realized how or when it had fallen down. Over the next several weeks it became a sort of test, I will put the coin on its side and try to be attentive about when it falls down. Finally, I managed to let the coin rest on its sides without toppling it. I left it like that on my table.
Daivik came one day to meet me at work and saw the strange positioning of the coin and promptly toppled it before asking if he can take it. I said no. With a conviction that baffles logic he said, "but your money is my money"(!) and took the coin. I tried a feeble protest but it was too late. He started playing around with it, alternating it between his fingers, coat and pant pockets. On our way back home, he lost it somewhere.
Well, as they say, what goes round comes around.
Daivik came one day to meet me at work and saw the strange positioning of the coin and promptly toppled it before asking if he can take it. I said no. With a conviction that baffles logic he said, "but your money is my money"(!) and took the coin. I tried a feeble protest but it was too late. He started playing around with it, alternating it between his fingers, coat and pant pockets. On our way back home, he lost it somewhere.
Well, as they say, what goes round comes around.
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