We’ve all witnessed, I’m sure, that poor hapless soul at the head of the line whose credit or debit has been deemed to hold “insufficient funds”. We tend to hold a straight and sympathetic face as the poor hapless one bellows out his indignity in light of the undoubtable fact that ….
“There must be some mistake!” ………..
….and that.s exactly what I bellowed yesterday as that poor hapless soul turned out to be none other than me…..
My wife is quite certain I suffer some form of age responsible mental deficiency and expresses so at every available opportunity. It would appear I offer her many opportunities and frankly I’m truly hoping she might be correct. This past week for instance I sat in front of my puter enjoying a beer induced haze as I paid all our bills on line and each and every one of them on time as harsh financial penalties are invoked for tardiness. Unfortunately it would seem I did this two nights in a row meaning each and every bill, large and small, was paid in duplicate.
This oversight propelled me to the head of a line of straight faced and sympathetic shoppers with a cart load of food. There, accompanied by a humiliated wife mumbling something in Spanish about Alzheimers, I discovered that my checking account held nothing more than a $73.00 overdraft fee. Later on I further discovered that each and every creditor that slaps a late fee on my account exactly three seconds past midnight of the due day now needs at least four to five weeks to return the money they don’t own. No chance of late fees expressed or implied .
So…there you have it…. my belief that the wife is correct as an age induced mental deficiency is most certainly a problem… And a problem I shall gladly bear……for having no problem at all with my over indulgence of strong ales, how could I possibly ever blame that for some of my lifes little glitches?
