$1Coins belong to Satan

Last night I met up with friends in Harvard Square for dinner and I figured the easier way would be to drive to Quincy Adams and take the T in. Hubby takes the commuter rail in so I could just use his pass and not have to pay any money. I get to the T station and I am running late, like usual. I put his pass in and it doesn't work. What?!? Oh, he gives me his October pass well its November now so of course it won't work. So I need to go get a one day pass, which is $9 bucks - grrr, but I wanted to use my credit card since I had limited money on me and of course the machine is stupid and won't let me use it. Ok, fine, I think I have a $10 in my wallet so I will use that ... I pull out the ten but only 1/2 of the ten comes out ... somehow this $10 bill ripped in my purse ... grrr again, so I can't use it for the machine so I have to put a $20 in which means I get back $11 worth of one dollar coins. Who ever made one dollar coins can go to hell!!! My purse was so heavy it could be considered a deadly weapon.