I wanna move to america.
In the UK you go to your local bank, and hand over the bag to the cashier.
She counts the coins out, and gives you folding money.
That's it.
No funny stories, no cat hair, no humerous women blowing the machine like a two bit whore, nada.
My life is so poor by comparison.
All I can do is go pay in my entire months wages in pennies. Not that I do. I couldn't stand the looks from my ex-wife (who is a cashier at my bank).
That said - it'd take her all day to count them.
Hey - you gave me an idea....