I’ve come to the last two checks in my checkbook…and I am out of spare packs of checks in the box. I feel a little helpless knowing that I am basically out of checks. Rarely do I write a lot of checks, but there are always some of those bills that you either have to pay with check, or you can’t pay online or something of the sort.
Now I have to remember to tell them next time I go to the bank…which is never. I never go to the bank. I never go inside the bank mostly. We love drive through banking. We don’t often do drive through food, but we do drive through banking. Love it! I have direct deposit. I can do all my banking online. I can pay bills online…and check my balance and what not. Really…when do I go into the bank? I had to go in once not that long ago for a cashier’s check to buy our house. I had to go in after we got married to deposit the checks because they had all kinds of names on them that technically weren’t mine. When else do I need to go into the bank? To order checks, that’s when.
Stupid checks. And you have to pay for them too. Isn’t it like 24 bucks or something for a hundred checks? I really don’t know how many you get…but I feel like last time I got them it was 24 bucks. Free checking…that’s what I have. They should make a free checking program where you can get free checks infinitely. Not a lot of people write them anymore except for those that cannot figure out the internet. I just need like 30 checks to last me a year. Can’t I do that? They don’t need my name and all that on there. I don’t need the printing. Just some generic checks maybe? I fully get why they can’t do that…and how all this works…fraud issues and shit. But 24 bucks? There are a lot of silly little toys I can get my kids for Christmas with 24 bucks. For real. Ever been to the dollar section at Target? My kids love all that and I tell them that Santa loves all that stuff too. He’s bringing it all.
24 bucks. I’m shaking my head right now if you can’t see me. I mean, I know you can’t see me, so that’s why I’m telling you I’m shaking my head. Shit, I’ve gone crazy about the checks.
‘I’m a chapter in your textbook, read me like a checkbook..’