When I was in the fourth grade, I was obsessed with money...my meager $2/week allowance just wasn't cutting it, so I decided to find a way around the system.
I realized that I had been overlooking a huge opportunity, as my mom was handing me money every week for my lunch at school. So every night, after my parents had gone to bed, I would sneak into the kitchen and make a bag lunch to take to school for the next day. I got the best of both worlds...I could eat AND make some cash!
One night, my mom asked me if I wanted to keep her old checks to play with since she was changing banks. I knew an opportunity to make money when I saw it, so I asked her to write one out to show me how to do it. I asked her to make it out to my elementary school for a lunch ticket...just for fun.
The next day, I took that bad boy to school and bought me a lunch ticket. I was still able to pocket the cash she was giving me for my lunch money every day, plus I could eat a hot lunch (PB&J was getting old). It was a beautiful thing.
A month or two later, someone from the school called to say that my mom had bounced a check and asked her to come up to the school to rectify the situation. As soon as my mom saw the check, she knew what I had done.
She hauled my ass to school to apologize for writing a bad check. I would have been truly sorry if not for the fact that the principal and my teacher couldn't keep a straight face. They thought it was the funniest and cleverest thing a little kid had ever done in their charge.
The moral of the story: Never let your kids play with your old checks!
Monday, January 30, 2006
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5 comments:
Did your parents ever say that they hoped you had a kid just like you one day? You're in big trouble.
I could never have gotten away with that-my mom was the one who took my lunch money at the school cafeteria-no joke!
Cory, I pray I never have a child like me. I was a MONSTER!!! Seriously, I've got enough Afterschool Specials to last a couple of years!!! Don't curse me, Cory. I know where you live!
Kelley, I guess I should be grateful that our moms weren't friends! ;)
Girrrrrrl, here's the good news...your kids won't be able to pull any crap b/c you've been there, done that, and will sniff it out every time.
Christine - that is SO true! I think as a child, I plotted every diabolical plan out there. If my kids can pull one over on me, I shall bow down to them as true masters of their craft (but not to their face...to their face I will be angry mom and they shall suffer my wrath --- grrrrrrrrr!!!).
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