The "Bank Heist" Story

It was an ordinary day. Just got back from the bank. Had to make a deposit at the drive-in and return the cylinder that I stole the last time I was there. Now, I didn't actually steal it, I just forgot to give it back to them and I didn't realize it until I got home. Seems I went a week ago to the my bank to make a deposit at the drive-in window. I wanted some cash back and the girl in the window must have been new. Didn't recognize her and she must not have recognized me. She told me I would need to give her my driver's license if I wanted cash back. No problem. She sent the cylinder back to me and I put the license in it. In a few minutes she returned the cylinder with the money and my receipt. I opened the cylinder, took out the envelope with the money in it, put my license back in my wallet and proceeded to count my money. Got into a habit of doing that after getting too much money back one time and didn't know it until I got home and counted the money. Had to make a trip back to return the extra. Well, after counting the money, I started the car and headed home. When I got home I was getting out and saw the cylinder on the passenger's seat. Decided I wasn't going back unless they called me. Hey, they knew who had it. Carol said, "You have to take it right back. They'll think you stole it." "Nah, I'm only borrowing it," I replied. "Besides, I know almost every cop in the Township and they know I wouldn't steal a deposit cylinder from the bank." Today, when I headed back to the bank, I returned it to them. I'm sure I wasn't the first person who did that. That's why they have a collection of them sitting in the window. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.