The Pony was Yesterday Years Old Upon Learning...

The Pony joined me for Errand Day yesterday. One of the main stops is the bank. We both use the same one. I was withdrawing the weekly cash allowance for myself and Hick. The Pony was depositing some money from the recent sale of our upper 10 acres. I did my business at the drive-thru, while The Pony prefers to go into the lobby for transactions.

While we were out, The Pony was also going to give me some checks for expenses on the flip houses. I have been remiss in writing up the monthly bills for The Pony's records. I insist on separate checks for expenses attributed to the Double Hovel, Bargain House, and The Pony's house. So The Pony can keep it straight for tax purposes. Anyhoo... as I said, I'm behind with that. So there's June, July, and August to deal with.

I got my cash, and pulled around front for The Pony to go inside.

"I'll just write you my checks now, Mom."

"You don't have to do it today. I'm not going to put them in the bank today. I'll have to fill out my deposit slip and add it up. So next Thursday is when I'll deposit them."

"I can go ahead and give them to you while we're sitting here."

The Pony started writing out checks. 

"Huh. I was sure I had more than two checks with me! But look! What's this stuff? I thought it was just more checks and the carbons. But it's these other things."

"Those are your DEPOSIT SLIPS! Like, you fill it out and take it in with that check you're going to deposit right now."

"Why would I do THAT? I just give the girl the check and my ID."

"Um. Because it has your account number on it! So they know which account to deposit your check in!"

"She can just look that up with my ID!"

Kids any generation younger than ours these days! How will they survive?

On the flip side, I was reading an article (heh, heh, how many kids do THAT these days?) about a 7th grade teacher who asked his students to write down what 40-year-olds do for fun. I suspect that teacher might be 40 years old...

Anyhoo... here are some of the things those students listed:

Play Wordle

Crochet

Talk on their landlines

Sit in a chair and yell, "Get off of my lawn!"

Complain about everything I do

Balance their checkbook

Actually, they're not so wrong. Except maybe with the age of 40.