The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

1 December 2005

Forging ahead

Oklahoma winds can blow in any direction, but the vector you're most likely to experience is the one that deposits the maximum amount of debris on your premises.

One of the Lower Superiors/Higher Peons [choose one] wandered by yesterday with a paycheck he'd spotted near the front door to the Treadmill Avenue entrance. Not one of ours, no; this bore the name of one of the big restaurant chains, and was made payable to a chap in Edmond, who apparently had scribbled something resembling his name in the usual space for endorsements.

The L. S./H. P. noted that he'd informed the local manager, and that they'd told him that it was definitely a counterfeit. I'm guessing that the chap presented it for cash somewhere down the road, and the clerk refused to accept it, probably because the signature was imprinted in the same font as the rest of the document: computerized payroll checks tend to have images of actual signatures. So the perp discarded the evidence — he probably didn't literally toss it to the four winds, but they got it anyway — and, one assumes, moved on.

I looked it over, and spotted one other flaw: they'd gotten the hidden watermark correct, but the obligatory reference to it on the front managed to misspell "watermark," which didn't help. And for the sheer hell of it, I sent the address of the "employee" to a USPS database, which informed me that such address did not exist.

In the grand scheme of things, this is a minor incident at best, but it's always rewarding to see the Bad Guys lose one.

Posted at 11:02 AM to General Disinterest

What was Bill Burkett doing in OKC?

Posted by: McGehee at 1:11 PM on 1 December 2005

Not getting paid, I have to assume.

Posted by: CGHill at 7:52 PM on 1 December 2005