Sitting at work having another miserable morning/early afternoon listening to people whine about their own stupidity when I turn to the stack of mail I pulled out of the box this morning on my way to work. The oversized red envelope can only be a Christmas card, and it’s from my parents. Open it up and in addition to the lovely sentiment and a few stray pieces of glitter is a nice fat check for a thousand bucks! Completely unexpected because I’d already “borrowed” all the Christmas money they usually give me to get out of a jam earlier this year and Dad specifically said that there’d be no fat check this Christmas.
Visions of extravance are dancing through my head even as we speak. Unfortunately they’re getting kinda stomped by visions of necessities flattening the landscape but still, it’ll be nice to have heat for the winter. Yay generous parents!
Unexpected money is just THE BEST. My husband received a mystery deposit from his employer about a month ago. He said he wasn’t expecting anything, blah, blah, blah. I told him to check with payroll and they said they couldn’t find a deposit in that amount. We told them their name was on it on our statement. Nope, we don’t have it.
I tell him they have to have it…it’s coded to them. Mr. K goes back to payroll. They say no, they don’t see anything. We say WHOOPEE and stick it in the savings account because we KNOW it’s going to come back to bite us in the ass.
Sure enough…last week payroll calls Mr. K in and says they were doing test deposits and they got stuck in our account (along with five other people). They want their money back. NOW. Two weeks before Christmas. After we tried to give it back to them.
We talked them into deferring it until after the holidays. Not that we didn’t have it. But WTF. Right before the holidays? I hope the other employees put up a stink, too.
