...and on other days...
...the bear eats you!
The mail was late today, but -- to my absolute amazement -- a small token of gratitude from one of my clients arrived. It was the smallest of the tokens I was expecting, of course, but it was in any case enough to throw some meat at the wolves lined up, howling, in front of my door.
Or it would have been, if the stupid deposit had gone properly.
The bank computer apparently decided to hold the funds until, well, someday. The receipt shows the amount I put in, but the "available balance" and "total balance" lines were blank*.
I've lived without money for several days. One more won't hurt me.
As Lenny Bruce once said, "what the hell. I'd just piss it away on beer, anyway."
* I know what you're thinking: Why didn't I call the bank and raise hell, or go five miles through dead-stop traffic to make the deposit at a bank where humans work? Frankly, I'm too damn tired and angry to go through all that. If it doesn't show up on my balance in the morning, I'll follow through then.
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