I wish I was kidding when I say my boss smells like farts, but I’m not.

I was working the cash register at the OSU bookstore when a homeless man came in and asked for change for a $50 bill. I gave him proper change, but then he said he only wanted change for one twenty and the rest in tens. I smelled scam and asked the man to leave. The girl next to me told me I shorted him $20. She must be the reason he comes in everyday needing change.