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| An ode to funny money Before there were reward points, frequent flyer points, air miles or dealer incentive rewards, there was funny money. My dad used to give it to me so that I would feel important, rich, like big folks who had wads of cash in their pockets. When I got my first wallet, I remember the first paper bill in it was a blue 25¢ note with a smiling Scot on it.
And let's face it, there's a reason why Sandy McTire the smiling Scot is emblazoned on every Canadian Tire bill... we Canadian Scots are tighter than a drum when it comes to saving a penny here, a nickel there. Who could be a better spokesman for saving money than our Sandy McTire?
I was reflecting on these warm, cuddly feelings yesterday in a meeting with some co-workers about yet another dealer incentive program. A couple of arrogant, condescending twits at the table across from me looked down their noses and said "what's Canadian Tire money? As if I would ever have Canadian Tire money." One of them went on to say, "You know Trish, you love Canadian Tire, curling and hockey. You're so Canadian. You're my hero." The twits looked at each other and smiled and giggled.
So I had to kill them with my bare hands.
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That's what we called it as kids... funny money. Canadian Tire money, that is, not the Canadian dollar, though these days there's not much difference, eh?
