Sometimes Good People Write Bad Checks

We could see the records the manager was scanning. I was holding my stomach trying not to laugh because I had seen why my wife thought she saw her own name: it was an entry for a neighbor just a few houses away from us with a very similar name. Because it went by quickly, my wife thought it was hers.

The manager reopened the lookup. “No, you aren’t here,” she said again.

My dear wife looked surprised and hurt, and I was stifling myself behind her. The manager looked at her, looked at me, and finally said:

“You aren’t SUPPOSED to be on that list!”


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