Give me Money now pleaseNow please give me some money, please.
Buy now is pay later the right option.
I found 250,000 in my cash box.
I was checking my on-line banking information one pre-Christmas mornin' and realized - though that's too lenient a term - that someone had just given me a quarter of a million quid. Without prior notice, a lady with an unknown name (which one does not like to mention) had deposited 250,000 quid into my checking account.
Besides, maybe it was my money now? Shall I deposit it into a high-yield bank escrow account until the issue is settled? In fact, it would have to be very brilliant because I couldn't figure out how anyone could benefit by giving me a quarter of a million quid. Naturally, there was little hope that I would be intentionally given this money.
Obviously, her timidity would be so strong that she would rather track down my banking information than send me a check. So I tried very hard to believe when I wrote an e-mail to my bench in which I explained things. Turns out she's used to " bad transmissions" that happen when someone makes a typo when entering an accounting number or a BLZ.
"A spokeswoman said, "If this mix happens to be owned by someone else, this money goes to a third party". "Though if they use this money, they basically commit theft," she warns. "Regardless of how much you need it or how much you want it, this money is not yours.
A few weeks went by and the money still didn't move. In between the exams I kept oblivious that the money was there, and then - perhaps when an Aston Martin went by - I remembered. So what if I just took the money out for a few lessons and played with it? One of my friends proposed that I violate the Fiduciary Act, but I found it difficult to believe that someone would persecute me if he got his money back.
Everything I would need would be an on-line wagerer, a certain bet on the chances and a hardcurrant. Finally, a little more than a weeks after the money came in, my bench phoned. I would have to give everything back - although they needed my consent to pay the money. While entering a postal zip number, the bench stated, this mysterious lady had pushed "6" when she said "8", and was losing a fortune. 8.
I want to tell her about the interesting weeks I had with her money. I' d also like to find out what her weeks were like. After all, I would thank her for making sure that I never made the same mistakes again - especially because I no longer have a quarter of a million quid.