reminds me of the friends episode where phoebe gets extra money out of the ATM, and every time she gives it back, the bank apologizes and gives her more money.
I pulled into Lowe's one day because they had the nearest ATM and I didn't want to drive all over hell's half acre just to get lunch money.
I tried to stick my card into the ATM, but it wouldn't go into the slot. I was exasperated at this point because the delay of finding another ATM meant that I'd be eating McDonald's for lunch.
Then I looked at the screen. It had the bit about, "Would you like to make another transaction?" on the screen. I just shook my head as I backed out of the various options until the ATM spit the card out. I looked at the name on the card, and it was my idiot coworker's idiot brother's card. I was walking up to the customer service desk, whereupon I saw idiot brother flailing his arms around in a panic because he lost his card. I placed it in front of him, shaking my head and walking off without saying a word.
The worst thing about it was that his brother never let me hear the end of me being Mr. Honest ATM Guy. I never escaped this, even on the last day of work. I turned my security badge in to him (he was the security guy), and he shouted out to me, as I was walking out of the building for the last time, "Goodbye, Honest ATM Guy!"
I could have choked the utter living shit out of him every time he said it, and the last time he did say it nearly put me in prison for the rest of my life.
Stupid people make it really hard for me to maintain a firm hold upon my honesty.
Case in point. I went in to a newly opened branch of my credit union to cash a check. I signed it, handed it to the cashier who began putting hundreds down on the remaining fifty instead of tens. I tried to stop her, but she kept plopping down hundreds as if they were free.
I told her, "Miss, you've been putting hundreds in the stack instead of tens, you need to recount and subtract whatever you overpaid me." I tapped on my check with my left finger and the the large stack of $100 bills for effect.
So, she did what any intelligent human would do, and pushed my check back across the table, then set about counting the stack of bills without any reference number in mind. Then when she was done, she slid both my check and the stack of money across the counter and told me to have a nice day.
I manged to grab the attention of her manager who had the whole mess sorted in 10 seconds and had me on my way, $1250 lighter than what the teller was going to give me for free. She didn't get it, even after I explained her error to her.