From Harvard to home
“Wait, I’m keeping those!” I called across the room to a fellow dorm crew worker as he swept up a pile of long abandoned pocket change, along with a broken pen, a no longer gummy worm, and an extended family of dust bunnies.
“They’re just pennies,” he replied.
From that day on, I became know as the “Penny Picker-Upper.”
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