laundry farce

I was doing my laundry today, in town since quite a lot of large items had piled up. I grabbed a handful of change from my book bag, and just happened to look at the first quarter before I put it in the machine. It was a norwegian 20 kroner peice. Oops. The next coin I fumbled out was some variety of eurocent. I'm suprised I didn't come up with a hounduran 50 centesimo next, or maybe some canadian change, or a subway token or something. The ashtray in my car is full of various nationalities of pennies. I know change is one place where I can't keep any semblance of order or control, but this is ridiculous. I have seen machines that purport to be for people like me; you pour bags of coins you could never use in the top and get a few bills out the bottom. Tempting.