I thought I’d got over it this summer when I moved that squaddie into my spare room, but when he turned out to be a mental heroin addict it really made my mind up for good that I’m not upto sharing a flat.
I might be alone in this one but I spent a summer in the US and I remember struggling with the CURRENCY.
I know it tells you very clearly on the note but when you’re wankered in a dingy gay bar and you have a wallet of notes it was hard to differentiate between a $1, $2, $5, $10 etc *accidentally tips bar tender $20 for opening a bottle of beer*... The £/€ notes are so much more easily recognisable. Contactless not being a thing (is this still the case?) and the bizarre ongoing use of cheques didn’t help either.
I also always seemed to amass notes that were barely hanging together. They are so easy to rip and tear apart