Checking in

Today I went to the bank to pay in a cheque, because I live in the 19th century now and things like electronic fund transfer don’t exist. I didn’t have any ID with me, because why would you need to identify yourself to pay money into a bank account?
Well, it turns out you do need ID, and as I’m the kind of happy-go-lucky chap who leaves his passport at home, I had nothing to prove who I was. But I didn’t need to be downcast; I still had my phone, and through some mad banking voodoo, you can pay a cheque in to your account simply by taking a photograph of it.

This is kind of miraculous, but at the same time ridiculous. Why go to all the fuss of making a system to scan flimsy bits of paper to process transactions, when you could just do it all electronically?

So I scanned the cheque and went back to the office, and then wondered what I should do with the piece of paper. Life is complicated, isn’t it?

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