Oh, God, Aimee, how'd that happen? I'm sure there's a way to fix it, though.
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I'm on with the bank right now. Our daycare checks are gonna bounce. Oh my god.
Gads, much bank-ma and punctuation and stuff.
Oh, dear. I hope the bank will reinstate the $1,000. Can you call the day care and let them know what's going on?
Actually, it's more like $1800 the bank needs to give back. They spent all our reall money too.
I'm this close to a nervous breakdown. This close.
{{{{Aimee}}}} Breathe. It will work out. Call the daycare right today, too and let them know you've been robbed. As soon as the bank gives back your money you can pay them.
(((Aimee))))
Breathe, babe, breathe. The bank will figure it out. It's gonna be ok.
Oh jeez, Aimee. Call the daycare, and call the bank and let them know how important it is that those checks clear even if they haven't figured out thier fuckup yet. And try not to fly apart into a million pieces, like I know I'd be doing.
The banker says that more than likely, it was one of those ATM card machine/camera scams. [link]