A Deadly Bank

“… and, so, my dear.” I was in explanatory mode, “the banks are both haughty and incompetent. When it comes to customers, there is nothing that they can do properly.”

“I think you’re exaggerating, Dan.”

Note: As I compose this update, I admit to being flustered by Nazy’s comment. Exaggeration in my blog update? Perish the thought! That’s as likely as finding a factual error on the internet.

“The Bank of America,” I continued. “Is a prime example. I ordered new checks..”

“I know, Dan. They came. On time. While you were in London.”

“I see them,” I replied. “These are checks for The Estate of Daniel and Shahrnaz Martin.”

“The estate? But..”

“That’s right, Nazy. It is a grave mistake: the Bank of America has killed us.”

“Now you are exaggerating; they just think we’re dead.”

“But we are resilient, my dear. We can’t be killed by gross ineptitude.”

I called to correct the mistake. Astonished, I actually reached a human being.

Uncharacteristically, the Bank apologized for killing me.

“… and my wife,” I interrupted.

“Yes, of course. It was a terrible mistake.”

“She was surprised when I told her,” I continued.

“We will provide new checks for free.”