My mother-in-law has a magic nose. She diagnosed a gas leak in our main feed into the house in 2009 that the "electronic nose" the PSE&G guy carries took an hour to find. So, when she arrived tonight and announced she smelled gas, I called the emergency hotline.
Driver arrives. Stands in the street a long time on the opposite side of the truck. What's he doing? I can't see. Several minutes pass. I walk down to check.
"Hey man, I'll be right there. Someone dumped a whole lotta pennies on the ground here. I gotta pick 'em up!"
I have now witnessed the worst trade in the history of financial decision making.
Thank-you PSE&G technician!