Maybe I am made of money

This morning I got up, bleary-eyed as usual, and I stumbled into the bathroom. I turned on the shower to let it warm up, let my son in to go potty, brushed my teeth (it gets better, I swear), then hopped in to the pre-heated shower. Imagine my surprise when a quarter falls off of my body, and onto the floor of the shower. Was it there the whole time I was up? How did it stay on me that whole time? The only conclusion I have is that I produced that quarter through some, as yet, unknown physical process. I may never need to work again.

I think I need to be studied.