It's alright.
It really is. It's okay. I'm not offended (why should I be, right?) It happens. Indecency. But, it's not a really big deal...somehow. It did bother me for a bit (for a good hour or two until work stepped in and I had to concentrate and POOF! all gone) but then I realized it truly isn't a big deal.
Now, I hate "whining" about what happened so I won't say anything.
Because, honestly, it was probably more of a misunderstanding than anything (like understanding, ya' know?)
So, I'm over it. Truly.
It turns out that someone tried to hack into my father's business account and steal three thousand dollars but, hah, FAILED.
The signature looked legitimate and the writing looked that of a 5 year-olds, so why couldn't my father be persuaded that it was he who signed this very check? Because, my darlings, it wasn't. The check was not only completely different than the usual business checks, but it was cashed out in Northern California. WTF. The check was to be cashed out on Monday officially (since it's a high amount of money in transaction, they couldn't do it right then and there) but thank goodness we found out in time. Sheet.
Weird day, ne?