I enter the store and order my cheap-chocolate. The shopkeeper smiles briefly at me, before giving me my change: one five-dollars note and several coins. As I leave the shop, a huge gust of wind grabs the five-dollars note from my hand and throws it into the air. I chase the five-dollars note down the street. Eventually, it lands on the road. For fear of certain death, I do not rush out onto the road – instead, I wait until the hurtling cars have passed.
After several anxious moments, it is safe for me to retrieve the five-dollars note. I pick it up. It is very badly torn. And so, without a moments hesitation, I return to the store and buy another bar of cheap-chocolate. The shopkeeper is quite clearly perplexed by my actions – but I do not care – the five-dollars note is clearly cursed and I do not wish to carry such karma in my pocket.