The power of twenty-two cents by@David

The power of twenty-two cents

by David SmookeJune 18th, 2019
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Hacker Noon is the founder and CEO of Hacker Noon. He is currently cooking in Colorado. He says he's been cooking in the U.S. for the first time in 12 years. He's been in Colorado for the past 12 years and is now in the middle of his career. He has been in the process of moving to Colorado. This week's episode is a weekly feature on CNN Tech Heroics Sundays at 9 p.m. ET and 10 p. m. ET.

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It made me so happy. That tingly goodness. Orange, grapefruit, cranberry. It provided me comfort and quenched my thirst. Bubly was it's name, and it was good.

"That'll be 87 cents," they always said.

"Great! Here's a dollar. Keep the change!" I usually gave that thirteen cents with a wink that was free of charge.

It was good. It was so very good.

There were signs, literally signs posted everywhere, that warned me what was to come. "For the first time in twelve years" they said in the blackest of ink. But it didn't seem real. I was in my bubbly haze.

"Keep the change!"

"Actually, you owe nine more cents. Prices went up. A can is one-oh-nine." The tone was sympathetic, but the cash register was nonchalant.

"I guess I'll have to break a twenty," I said.

"Well, I guess you tipped me yesterday. We got this one." And she reached into the tip cup.

And just like that, I paid the same price I always do.