I have had better coffee, but the cherry pie was good, and the waitress was cute and friendly. Standing, I pulled some coins from my pocket. One of the coins was a big old silver dollar. ‘What the hell’, I thought, as I placed it next to my empty coffee cup.

I took the check to the cashier. As I was paying the waitress called after me. “Sir you left your good-luck-charm.”
“No. That’s your tip.”
“A good-luck-charm?”
I chuckled. “That’s not a good luck charm, it’s a silver dollar.”
She approached me holding out the coin. “Thanks, anyway, but I’d rather have a real dollar.”

I took the coin back and gave her a paper dollar. I guess they don’t see many silver dollars in Rhode Island.