Tear drops in my wine glass...

There are mean people in this world. There are also not the brightest people in this world.

I have been dealing with an incident of check fraud on my account this week. The mean people are the ones who stole my new checks before they were even delivered. The not so bright one is the banker at the local branch that happened to be working when I came in needing help.

I'm in tears. The wine is open. I'm going to make some supper, eat some chili, and curl up with a book and forget it (or try to) until tomorrow when I meet with the bank manager.

Why can't we go back to trading services for services? I'll fix your hurting shoulder/back/leg/hip/toe if you cut my hair, butcher me a chicken, etc. So much easier!