First National Bank of Fucking With Me

Every morning, I stop by my bank's online branch to have a look at the old account and make sure there aren't any unpleasant surprises. Expected unpleasantness is one thing, but surprises in the old money bin I can do without. Like this morning, for example. I logged in and just about shit a brick to see the depths to which my balance had plunged.

"What the hell?" I thought. "Has my math gotten that bad?"

I had a look at the most recent transactions and found a check that had posted for a rather large amount, one that I did not remember writing. Suspicious.

"But hey wait a minute, didn't I...? Oh those fuckers!"

It turns out that when they posted the check, they posted it for 10 times the amount for which it was actually written. They literally tacked an additional zero onto the end of the amount. Looks like we found a glitch in their check-reading program.

I spent a relatively frustration-free twenty minutes on the phone with them and got it straightened out. Shit man, I don't need that kind of jolt in the morning.