When I was in college I would work as a wrestling manager in Arizona from September through Maya nd then head outward for the summer, usually to my native Ohio. In 1984 or so, I also ended up doing some trips to Canada. I had known Luis Martinez when I was a kid in the stands, watching him in action in Arizona, but prior to 1984 had never worked with him. At the time, he and a guy named Scrap-iron Scranton were running small towns outside of Toronto and I will keen to go there for him.
So along wroth a carload of others, we made the trip to Canada, only to find our guarantee was in dollars...but Canadian and not American!
Thus we lost a quarter on every dollar when we converted it to US dollars.
The next trip I decided to beat the system.
I had all my Canadian money converted into Canadian quarters.
I then got some coin rolls, got some $200 in US quarters from a bank and started mixing up the rolls.
I was passing rolls of Canadian/American coins all over Ohio and Arizona for the duration of the summer, but at least I am the one who didn't get shortchanged a second time.
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