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Back in the 70's I went to my bank with a pocket full of $100 bills and asked for a $3000 cashier's check. The cashier was new and very nervous. Her manager came over, calmed her down, and talked her through it. It took a few minutes but everything went fine. She gave me the check and they both wished me a good day.
Since I kept standing there, they asked me if there was anything else. I held up the check and asked if they wanted payment for it. They had been so wrapped up in the process of making the check that they had forgotten to ask for my money. The manager thanked me with mixed relief and horror and accepted the money.
Was I tempted? You bet. I just figured that if I walked I'd come out on the stinky end of the stick, one way or another.
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