I never have cash on me. Truth. After the tooth fairy made her first appearance, my son referred to his stash, which he had already misplaced, as “the green stuff.” Obviously, he rarely sees me using dollar bills as I pay for virtually everything online, with a card or with my phone.
At the end of a lovely date night with my husband, nothing screams buzz kill more than this conversation: “How much do we owe the sitter? Do you have enough cash? I thought you had money. Let’s stop at an ATM. Does she take a check? Can we pay her next week?”
After one too many of those heated discussions, I approached my twenty-year-old babysitter and asked if she would take an online payment. Surprisingly, she told me she preferred it since she uses her debit card for everything and would rather have the money deposited directly into her checking account. My love for her blossomed at that precise moment.