Today I did my good deed for the week. Taking $90 out of the ATM down the street, I was rather surprised to find it gave me an extra $20, kinda wrapped around the other notes. Now, if it were a definite case of ripping off the Commonwealth Bank, most of us wouldn’t think twice. Heck, that’s probably a fraction of what I’ve paid them in bank fees over the past six months.
But it wasn’t. You can almost bet that it would be a case of ripping off the next poor sod who came along to use that ATM. Someone who might miss $20 a lot more than I would. So since the bank was open at the time, I went in and gave them the money. The bloke behind the counter seemed surprised that I would hand it in, but thanked me and took my details. Hopefully if it’s not actually missing from anywhere, they’ll give it back to me. But anything than walking around with it in my wallet, and having the guilt that somebody else might be thumping on the machine, swearing, and wondering where the last $20 from their account has gone to.
