It’s not everyday one gets a call from one’s bank manager asking if one has visited a Nevada brothel lately, but that’s what happens to me this morning.
Sadly I am forced to reply in the negative and so a new debit card is winging it’s way to me as I type.
My bank manager remarks i am taking it all very calmly and I assured him I am very much reassured not only by his bank’s efficiency in spotting the problem, but am also safe in the knowledge that there isn’t enough money in my account for so much as a decent blow job.
Bank Manager seems somewhat startled by my interpretation and I can’t help but wonder if they will be replaying my call as part of training.
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