So, can my crack dealer make change?

Ran into a situation Monday.

It actually began Friday, when I received a $100 bill as part of a transaction.

The C-Note sat in my wallet all weekend. Then, Monday, I went to Hardee's for lunch.

They don't take $100 bills. Fifties either, as it turns out, though I didn't have one those, so...

Anyway, there I was, with legal tender (for all debts, public and private), and I couldn't spend it.

As it turned out, they take credit cards. So, I broke out my Visa card, and paid the bill.

But that $100 bill? Useless. At Hardee's. McDonald's, too. As well as Wendy's. And all the other places a cheapskate like me eats lunch.

So, I can't use it for food.

I'm wondering if I should accuse Hardee's of being racist. I'm not sure why. It just seems the thing to do these days.

Hardee's new menu offering

Stopped by Hardee's for breakfast yesterday.

I enjoy Hardee's for just about any quick meal. Their burgers they changed to a few years ago are great. But their biscuits have been the best for many years.

So, if I'm stopping somewhere for a quick breakfast, Hardee's is my choice.

And, yesterday, I stopped by Hardee's.

I wasn't the only one.

As you can see by the picture, some deer hunters decided to stop by, too. Only, they didn't hit the drive-through. Rather, they parked and went inside.

Parked right up front. With the tailgate down, and the gutted deer sitting there, facing not just the drive-through window, but the main dining room windows, too.

And it wasn't just those of us in the drive-through lane, drive-though window, or restaurant that noticed.

A german shepherd noticed, too.

I suppose he may hang around Hardee's for the occasional dropped food, or tossed leftovers in the dumpster. But yesterday morning, he got a bonus on the menu: a deer on a platter. Or on a tailgate of a pick-up.

Fido kept looking toward the restaurant, then back at the deer. He'd sniff, then look toward the restaurant. Right as I pulled away, the dog jumped up, putting his front legs on the tailgate, and leaned in toward the deer.

I didn't stick around to see if there were any leftovers.

And I've decided not to go to Hardee's for breakfast this morning.