An Inconspicuous Event

It would have been any other day at work: the hungry consensus settled on take-out sushi for lunch, from our local favorite Super Fusion.  Three of us ordered, two of us went to pick up and bring it back; I drove this time and paid for two of them, spotting for the guy back at the office.

Instead of the $13 he could have paid me in cash, my colleague paid me in Bitcoin. 0.0149 to be exact. That won’t be paying off my mortgage today…

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