There's nothing wrong with me

Imagine you are in the car, driving to rehearsal and stopped in traffic, there is an accident, a bad one on the side of the Freeway, someone is trapped in a car, everyone is looking and no one is stopping.
















You pull over, run up to the wreck to find a Lady, trapped, bleeding, and in need of help. So you stop and kneel and hold her hand and reassure her that everything is going to be O.K. Together you wait for help to arrive.



















She clutches your hand and you will her to be fine, but you cannot help notice the money. Hundred dollar bills coat the car, more spill out of two large bags on the passenger seat and you think to yourself - you cannot make this stuff up!