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How much more of a Monday could this possibly have been? I had to close the company bank account, then send the bank a list of checks I want them to pay on the closed account. And tomorrow I will have to set up a new account and make sure our automatic payment information is transferred. Then I will have to file new routing and account numbers with the government, so we can get paid by them. And there are probably even more steps I have to take, but I haven’t thought of them yet, because all of this started after 5:00 pm on Monday evening.
Yeah. So. Anyway. Maybe it wasn’t that bad a Monday until it was almost over. But this mess made up for it, and all because (we think) some payroll checks were stolen, probably out of Tim’s mailbox.
Why do we think the checks were stolen? Because over the weekend (either Friday night or Saturday night, I can’t remember for sure) I had two suspicious phone calls, asking me to confirm that individuals who were trying to cash paychecks were indeed our employees. And they weren’t. The names were different, and the description of the checks was different. Obviously the checks were counterfeit knock-offs.
But here’s the kicker. They described my signature to me perfectly. Spooky, isn’t it? The first caller, most likely someone who worked at a check cashing outfit or a convenience store, read the account number to me. When I told him the check was bogus, he promised to fax me a copy. He never did that. The second call was from San Diego, at the other end of California. And he said the check was dated that very day, which was another red flag. The name on the check, he told me, was “John Smith.” Sounds like an old Johnny Carson bit. |
