A while back, I pull into a gas station to get fuel for my car. A young man runs up and says "yes, sir?" I tell him to fill it. After a few minutes, I glance in the door mirror to see he has the nozzle out of the car and is pumping gasoline onto the ground. I get out and ask him what he's doing and he stands up and embarrassingly says he's not very good at math and that when the nozzle click's off on a full tank, he then pulls it out and pumps some gas onto the ground until it hits an even number. It seems he can only give change in twenty-five cent increments.
I said something like "You never finished school, huh?" He breaks into a huge smile and says "Oh, no. I graduated from (the local high school).