Just when I was buying my home & needed all the spare funds available a former workmate phoned to say he'd "accidentally" acquired a check from my checkbook several months earlier while we were sitting in my work vehicle having lunch. He claimed that it looked like a piece of paper that he grabbed to make a note of a phone called he recieved at the time.
He had used the check to buy a new Ericsson mobile phone for $600.
"How can you do that and not realise it's not a check of your own?” I thought at the time.
We arranged to meet that afternoon and he said he'd have the cash ready.
Little bastard was late to the appointment and was (obviously) $5 short of the required amount. I made no issue about or, just glad to have the bulk of the funding returned.
In trying to work out why he should have confessed to me of his sin, I can only conclude he was under spousal pressure to come clean. She was a more morally scrupulous person than he.

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