My Friend Artie My friend Artie and I stopped into a convenience store after a long day at work last week. The line was particularly long, and the clerk was taking his time ringing people up. About ten minutes into the waiting, Artie motions to me to look at the floor, there is a dollar bill laying there. Well, Artie picks up the dollar and just then two old women standing in line behind us start yelling and screaming at Artie that it was their dollar. The situation escalated to where they were …