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Wednesday, 19 August 2009

A not-very-nice day at the bank

The morning started off well and I wanted that to sustain but then . . . I had a cheque with me and so had to go to the bank to encash the same. BUT it was not that easy. The signatures were not matching, the manager was hassled and I all the while was silently hoping and praying that I should not leave the bank without the cash for I had a lot of bills to be settled (not mine). The cheque made a few rounds before finally the seal 'Pay Cash' was stamped on it. What relief! I am truly grateful that I was able to leave the bank with the cash and not have wasted another day running around with the cheque and no money.


  1. I know exactly what you mean. It happens so often with me that I feel the whole day feels ruined and I get so mad!

  2. Dear Swapna: Thanks for stopping by. Never thought anyone would find this blog of mine worth the time.

    You take good care.