I'm a change hoarder whose purse already weighs 3 tons from all the change that gets randomly dropped down into the abyss, a mother who has to mend pockets worn through with change, and a laundress who is really ticked at the nicks in the enamel in the washer and dryer from males, young and old, who forget to empty their pockets before dropping pants in the laundry basket. Plus, clumsy arthritic fingers have a much harder time picking change out of the compartment in the billfold than pulling out a dollar bill, or sorting through a handful of coins to pick out the correct pieces.