A day in New York City

I thought it would never happen to me. I was given a counterfeit bill. I took a cab this morning to my eye doctor appointment and asked for 7 dollars back in change. I was handed a five and two one dollar bills. I went to my appointment, which I am trying new contacts WOOHOO! and I'm getting new glasses. Glasses that I bought, well Mom bought, while I was in Paris. But I digress. I headed back home and stopped to get a bite to eat. My total for lunch came to something like $5.47. So, being the OCD person that I am, I handed the cashier $5.47 exactly. She looked at the 5 dollar bill and I saw her kinda squint. Then she pulled out one of those money pens to check if they bill is counterfeit. And she marked the bill. I have never been so shocked and taken aback by a long, thin, black line before. "I'm sorry miss, but this is not good." I didn't react, reached back into my wallet and pulled out another 5. I took the crappy one back and just shoved it into my purse. I wanna look at it and examine it but I'm scared to. I never thought that I would be one to get a counterfeit bill. Oh, the joys of living in New York City. I'm just pissed that I'm out 5 bucks....