Disclaimer: Perhaps I’ve been watching too much Storage Wars.
A couple months back I found this hidden away in our office:
Thinking it was probably worth about, oh, a dollar, I didn’t think much of it and put it in the to-do pile.
Yesterday, after time with associate Chris, I finally got to looking up its value. I stared at the bill for a minute or two, and using my incredible I’ve-been-to-Europe-two-times skills, deciphered that it must be from Turkey.
Google images then came into play, which authenticated the matter, so then I went to a Turkish currency converter site.
Turkish amount: 500,000
U.S. amount: 273,480.35
WHAT?! I let out about 19 snorts in a row. Chris can attest. Now, mind you, I’m still in my mind going this CAN’T be true (!), but then for about the next 13.5 minutes, I did secretly wonder if Storage Wars had come true for this little lass.
Naturally, I’d have to give the money to Young Life, since I found it in the office. But the money would have to come from somewhere, so I’d score Disney World for life from old Denny! [Young Life’s current president] And then we’d never have to have another banquet or do a golf tournament or a year-end ask again – oh but wait, we would still do those, we’d just have to keep it under wraps. So instead, we’d establish a foundation for campership scholarships. Oh wow. But how do I explain this to the committee, and what about to my boss? Are they even going to believe me?
Obviously I was taking my daydreaming role seriously.
So I decided to go where any good-natured, smart Storage Wars-like person would go: to an international bank. They may not be able to exchange my money, but at least they can validate its authenticity!
I drove to downtown San Mateo, knowing that there were a couple fancy-looking banks like that – bam! Found one! Crossing the street, I kept my purse safe to my side: don’t want some purse-snatcher stealing my Turkish delight.
The woman at the front counter took my inquiry seriously, and sent me over to Howard, a young Asian man. Accompanying me over there, I think she secretly was a little jealous of my obviously authentic find, but I was ready to run if she tried to steal it from me – let’s be honest now!
Howard too looked at it, puzzled. I offered to let him see the Google website I’d authenticated my search with. Meanwhile, the front counter lady was getting more excited by the minute, telling me all the places I could exchange my loot. “And you just randomly found this in your office?!” I nod my head. She only wishes she worked for Young Life.
“Yeah, I’m having a little trouble finding out how much it’s worth,” he said. Duh. 273K, buddy.
“Well, just go to a Turkish currency converter,” I said! I mean, seriously, does this man not know what exists at the tip of our fingers via the Internet?
“Yup, I think I’ve found it. And you’re right, it’s Turkish currency, all right.” YES! “From about 10 years ago.” Uh-oh. “Which means that at its current state, given that a new Turkish currency was established in 2005, this 500,000 bill is now worth approximately…” The suspense was killing me! “31 cents.”
My current plans for millionaire-hood are now behind me. Until next time, Storage Wars.0