This Chucky Cheese token is from 1990; that year we took the kids up to Chucky Cheese (this is long before the parents started their beat downs on each other, thinking some other kid was cheating their kid out of cheap plastic widgets) in Chicago Heights. We didn't use one token and Rick has kept it all these years, usually in his small pocket wallet. A few weeks ago he emptied his pocket wallet into the center console of his truck, meaning to get the Chucky Cheese token and put it back in his pocket wallet, but didn't get it done. Then the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad thing occurred - a person was holding out a sign asking for money (begging) on one of the interstate underpasses (people are always there, we saw one nicely dressed man reach in his pocket and pull out a Smartphone) and the ever nice Rick reached into the console, dug out a bunch of change and gave it to him.
A few hours later Rick was getting in the console to return his token to his pocket wallet and couldn't find it!%$#&&^* No amount of searching would produce the Chucky Cheese token. He moped around for days.
Then today we were out driving and I was getting my sunglasses out of the console, pulled out Rick's also, and a coin flipped out and landed in the map holder on my door. Rick said, What was that? I said it was a coin and looked down into the holder and what did I find - it was his Chucky Cheese token. Happiness and joy.
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