Look, this is a vent session, so don't get all "not everyone is like that here," I know that. But here goes: if there's one thing that, without fail, still to this day makes me go into a near rage, if there's one thing I CANNOT and WILL NOT get used to, shrug off, etc, it's the #%**ing little ignorant tradition here of not accepting a bill that has a tear in it. Even a *%**ing TINY, ITTY BITTY TEENY WEENEY ITSY FRICKIN BITSY tear in it. Or a STAIN. Are you joking?!? Am I being "punked" right now? Is Ashton Kusher or some hidden camera going to reveal itself at some point to reveal that in fact I am just being messed with? Imagine if as soon as a 100 sole/dollar/euro bill got a tiny tear in it, BOOM it's worthless now. "Sorry, say bye bye to that hundred soles, tough crap...."
The really pathetic thing is, pretty much everyone realizes that you can bring a ripped bill to a bank and deposit it no problem. I know this isn't the states, where you can bring in a bill ripped totally in half and scotch taped, but still, you can bring them in, I've done it, and pretty much everyone knows it. But the hard headed morons will 8/10 times not accept your money if it has a little tear. I can't conceal my scorn and anger when this happens. I usually never give people a hard time, I do with that. I've shrugged and said, "well, I guess I'm not paying for my meal then." No I don't have another bill (When I had like 10 more in my pocket in fact), no way am I going to a bank and coming back for you, you have a choice, realize you're being stupid, or accept my bill, or lose my business. I told a taxi driver "well, call the police" as I walked out of his cab because he was bitching about a little tear on a 10, I just walked away as he freaked out and screamed at me from the taxi, and I'm here to tell ya, it felt fantastic.
This is by far, one of the stupidest urban legend tradition type things that goes on here. it's maddening. *Huff, huff, siiiighhhhh* ok, I'm ok now.