Over the years I’ve heard many stories about pennies from Heaven or a penny for your thought. I’ve heard Don’t take any wooden nickels on more than one occasion. In our family, the coin of choice seems to be a dime.
Who knows how it started, but my grandfather, who had a delightful sense of humor and seemed to always find a way to make a buck, would tell anyone who asked to use the bathroom to leave a dime, followed by one of his hearty chuckles. I don’t remember ever seeing a dime on the commode, perhaps because back in the fifties, 10 cents could actually buy a bottle of coke or some other necessity. (yes, a bottle of Coke is a necessity when the temperatures exceed 100 degrees for more than a week!)
Sometime this past year, a family member decided to dust off my grandfather’s urging and take it to another level. I began finding the small shiny coins accumulating whenever the culprit visited. Others decided to join in the fun. It wasn’t long before a pile formed. It became a nuisance to clean around them, but I didn’t feel right putting them in my purse and spending them.
While I appreciated the humor and generous donations, I needed to find a way to dispense of the silly deed before it became a new tradition. I decided to post a little ditty on the wall above the dimes. It goes like this:
We’ll always remember that our Grandpa once said
Please leave a donation if you’re using the head
But traditions have changed along with the times
You’re no longer required to leave a few dimes
Now here’s the dilemma, there’s been overflow
Someone too generous and not in the know
Please take back your donation; now don’t make me frown
And remember the seat should always be down
Thanks, The Establishment
So does your family have any silly family traditions that have gotten out of hand? I’d love to hear about them.