I was lucky enough to receive this surprise delight in the envelope that holds my tips from the lovely servers. It makes me happy that they know me well enough to realize that I needed that Boner Dollar to survive.

Today was my first day off in six days. Boner Dollar has been the highlight of these last six days. Literally everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. My personal favorite moment was getting two entire bottles of champagne opened all over me by a man in a three thousand dollar suit. Frustration after frustration, incompetence begetting incompetence, it felt as though it would never get any better, and believe me, it only got worse until the final climactic ending of bullshit and Malbec, with one employee dissolving into tears. As my favorite co-worker and I stormed from the building, we nearly fell to our knees in thankful praise that our place of employment is closed Mondays and actually spat in the parking ramp, thus closing the worst week at work ever.

But that Boner Dollar... the embodiment of finding the joy in little things... the reminder of that silver lining that you sometimes have to search for... divine intervention brought me Boner Dollar to remind me that life is still silly and funny and awesome.

One Nation Under Boner Dollar.