Not Spending It All in One Place

MY SEVERANCE PAYMENTS FROM the salt mine ended some time ago. Or so I thought. When I checked my mailbox this Saturday, I was surprised to find a check mailer from my former employer.

Still mostly convinced the previous check to this one had been my last, I nonetheless shredded it open, never averse to free money in any amount . . .

. . . no matter how small.

That's right, folks. They couldn't have tacked this onto my last severance check. Instead, they had to run this through their payroll drones, stick a 41¢ stamp on it, and mail it out.

With this mentality, now you can see why the layoff didn't exactly cripple me with grief.