A patron came in today and asked if it was okay that she pay her $10 fine in change. I said "Sure!" expecting to get a roll of quarters. She handed me a plastic grocery bag full of pennies. None of it rolled. I shit you not. There was about $2.00 in dimes and nickels, and the rest was in pennies. Loose pennies... with some sort of dead plant life mixed in. It was lovely.
So I had to go sit down and roll it all. Naturally, I let her go ahead and I cleared her fines. And of course, as it turns out, she shorted us twenty cents. Not that it's a big deal, but... well... I'm sure you see what I'm saying.
Chalk this one up to yet another good use of that Master's degree!