Parents got a check from our gas utility. Refund -- Minnesota's cool like that, even though other states may do the same thing. Anyway, it's my job to deposit it according to my folks' wishes.
I have tried doing that, I swear. But the first time I went to the bank, I had brought my parents' checkbook so I would know the account number, but I had forgotten the check. I had left it on the piano. And the second time I tried to do it, just yesterday/Tuesday, I had brought the check but I forgot the checkbook and thus the account number. I left it in my computer bag.
Swear to God, I have never had such goddamn trouble depositing a fucking check. I hope today/Wednesday, after work and before ***e* cleans the house and dirties me with a handjob, will finally be the bleepin' day I can turn in this son-of-a-bitch check.
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