Monday, June 28, 2010
I had a check to deposit and Rojo likes to use the ATM, so off we went.
He punches in my PIN.
He punches in a series of Yeses, Nos, and finally we come to the amount to deposit. I am holding the check, he hasn't laid eyes on it.
"Put in $72.36," I say.
"7-2-3-6," I repeat.
He doesn't move.
"What's wrong?" I finally ask.
"I'm going to put in $72.35," he says.
I start to argue, not wanting to enter the wrong number and mess everything up, but get the urge, instead, to re-examine the check.
Don't you know it, the check was for $72.35.