Bad weather meant I was stuck overnight at O'Hare airport in Chicago. Along with hotel accommodations, the airline issued each passenger a $10 meal ticket, or "chit." That evening after dinner I presented my meal ticket to the cashier.
"Is this chit worth $10?" I asked.
Looking up nervously, the cashier responded, "I'm sorry, sir. Was the meal that bad?"
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