I’m gonna make it rain!

Canadian McDonald’s, prepare to make me your KING!

McDonald’s of Canada has begun selling fast food in exchange for bills from Monopoly. You read that correctly. Fake money is actually being traded for real(-ish) food. In lieu of legal tender. This insane act is being done in celebration of the return of their now classic promotion (just take a guess what it’s called) in the Great White North.

The fun money will only get you a free large fries (like I said, real-ish food), but single Monopoly dollars are of the same equivalent trade-in value as the five hundred dollar variety.

So, what does this mean? As the owner of 4 different versions of the game, and my parents own 5 different versions, I don’t think it’s a stretch to declare me the richest man in Canadian McDonald’s. Which is roughly the same as being the first runner-up of the NIT.

Tattoo discrimination? In the U.S.?!

Who would think that having large exposed tattoos could still cost gainful employment in the United States? Apparently not people with said large exposed tattoos.

“I think in some ways, it’s a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ understanding,” said 37-year-old Dave Kimelberg when asked how rough he has it as a high-paid, secretly-tattooed attorney.

According to professional tattooed lady, Sara Champion, she had to find a new job because she didn’t want to cover up her needle-scribblings at work. She left, causing her former coworkers to miss out on “six large tattoos on her arms and back,” including:

  • “a brightly colored sunflower.”
  • “a marigold.”
  • “a rendition of a Dia de los Muertos bride and groom on her upper left arm.” (Wha–?)

Fortunately, she found another job where she’s allowed to be as big of an attention whore as she wants to be.* After all, tattoos are a lifestyle, not a choice.

*Unfortunately, it’s in Danbury, Connecticut.

Update (11/26/2008):
Thanks to all of your thoughtful comments, I have changed my mind about tattoos. You really made me think long and hard about myself and people’s preconceptions, so I’ve written more about our (yes, our) plight.

(It’s a long post about Thanksgiving, so feel free to skip all the way to the end.)

Final Update (4/4/2009):
Obviously people are going to continue stumbling across this article through Google search or however else they look to get outraged online. For all intents and purposes, I’m considering the Tattoo Discrimination Challenge a disappointment, but will keep it open for the day someone pours their energy into thoughtful work instead of petty complaints.