How crazy is this?!

While I was paying for my breakfast this morning, I was completely taken aback by the Asian man who proceeded to tell me, "Your bill is countfit, you can't use!"

M.: Come again?

Clerk: Fake see! (holds it way closer than plain view and continues..) I'll show you.

He walks over to a little dollop of water, puts his finger in it and proceeds to smear the ten dollar bill as you can see above.

As I reached into my bag for some non-fake currency, I was mortified to say the least. Have we really come to that? My coffee man can not only spot the fake tens but we're making fake tens? I don't even know where to begin with this....

Later this evening I tried to take the bill to my bank figuring that for my noble/good deeds and returning it off the streets I would get a less noticeable bill. NO DICE. Yeah, I know, there was a big wtf on my face too. I even tried to play like I got it there.

So I shimmied on down to Starbucks, ordered a Chai and slid it right on to Tanya and let the smeared, disfigured Hamilton now be her plight....

God speed Alexander! I hope you have better, dryer, travels!