a cautionary tale

this is kind of a continuation of last mondays post... money woes, but hopefully brief and not too glum...

so on monday i thought i could just go to the post office and get money out from my savings account...

this is not true...

then all this week i've been waiting for the savings people to send me a "crossed warrant" which behaves like a check, and i've been convinced that such a thing will clear straight away...

this is not true...

it arrived this morning and i raced over to the bank and paid it in, hoping to be told it had cleared already and i could start getting money again...

the cashier told me it would clear by next saturday... it took me an hour or so to believe her... kind of like that time i arrived for my flight just minutes after the cutoff point and i wouldn't believe that i couldn't just get on the flight...

a little bit like those chickens you hear about who carry on running around when their head has been cut off...

in the airport i refused to believe the truth and it took a concerted effort on the part of the person telling me the truth before i finally accepted it...

today in the bank the cashier was very busy so i raced home in a grump... rang up the bank to be told that neither the person i was speaking to, nor indeed her manager, had ever heard of a crossed warrant... they said go back to the branch...

so i raced back, arrived at the bank but realised i'd left my keys at home and so could not lock my bike up, so i cycled home... got keys... arrived at the bank for the third time, was just about to lock up my bike when dinah rang and told me she'd rang the savings people and they'd confirmed that a crossed warrant still has to clear like an ordinary check...

my lifeless chicken body slumped to the ground...

the world is a bleaker place now that i know the truth...

i'm sure it won't stay bleak for long but bleak it is x

oh and i said it wouldn't be glum... sorry x