CurtC
Illuminator
A month or so ago, a man next to me at the customer service desk in my local grocery store gave them a $100 bill, which they placed on the desk and made a mark on it with a special pen they had nearby. I had already read Randi's commentary on these counterfeit detector pens, but was surprised to see one myself. I asked the lady behind the counter what the pen was, and what would happen if it said the bill was fake. She told me confidently that they would call the police, and would not in any case return the bill to the customer.
So that inspired me. Having visited the bank yesterday, with a couple of hundreds in my pocket, I decided to try Randi's idea. I sprayed them with spray starch I had in my laundry cabinet and went on my way. I figured that the pens were rare enough that I'd be putting those tainted bills into circulation for some other poor sap, but didn't expect to see the results myself.
Today I had lunch at a Schlotzky's sandwich place, and used one of the hundreds to pay. To my surprise, the clerk pulled out his detector pen. He made a mark. It was black. He made another. And then another. I was in a hurry to make it to a meeting, and didn't want any hassle, and he was in a hurry too because there was a line of customers. He showed the bill to his manager, who was working the next cash register, and the manager simply said it was OK, and I got my change and went on. If there had been more time, I would have liked to ask him what the pen was, etc., and mainly, if they use these pens, why did he simply accept my questionable bill without hesitation?
Anyway, I have another in my pocket, and I'm wondering where the first one will go in its travels.
So that inspired me. Having visited the bank yesterday, with a couple of hundreds in my pocket, I decided to try Randi's idea. I sprayed them with spray starch I had in my laundry cabinet and went on my way. I figured that the pens were rare enough that I'd be putting those tainted bills into circulation for some other poor sap, but didn't expect to see the results myself.
Today I had lunch at a Schlotzky's sandwich place, and used one of the hundreds to pay. To my surprise, the clerk pulled out his detector pen. He made a mark. It was black. He made another. And then another. I was in a hurry to make it to a meeting, and didn't want any hassle, and he was in a hurry too because there was a line of customers. He showed the bill to his manager, who was working the next cash register, and the manager simply said it was OK, and I got my change and went on. If there had been more time, I would have liked to ask him what the pen was, etc., and mainly, if they use these pens, why did he simply accept my questionable bill without hesitation?
Anyway, I have another in my pocket, and I'm wondering where the first one will go in its travels.