Of all the mail I've received in my life, last month my mail man put a torn open envelope into my mailbox for the first time. It was my month-end bank statement. When I confronted him the next day, he said, "I don't know. That's how I got it at the Pick-up Station."

Considering I've consulted on Y2K matters to the Ontario and Federal Governments, various US Congressional leaders, and consultants who advise the UK government, this is, of course, purely co-incidence.

Note to CIS: Don't you guys got any terrorists to track down or something? My next statements not due for another three weeks.

The Bank Story

-- Gary (njarc@ica.net), April 15, 1999