d.: Well, the two favorite teams in the NFL are going to play in the Super Bowl. The NFL teams played seventeen games in the regular season and everyone but the two number one seeds played two playoff games. Now, the two teams that were favored will play each other in the Super Bowl. They each drew a bye in the first round of the playoffs. I think this demonstrates how advantageous it is to have that first round bye (ring).
Hmm, it’s Cal.E. I wonder why she isn’t here yet. She said that she may be late because she had some personal business to attend to today. “Hello, Cal.E., what do you need?”
C.: Hi, d.c. Listen, I’m sorry I’m late, but I’m at the bank trying to make a withdrawal. They won’t let me withdraw my money, so I need you to come down here and talk to them.
d.: Well, I can understand that. You usually use the machines, so the bank employees have no idea that you’re a cat. Why didn’t you just use the machine this time, too?
C.: Because it will only give me two hundred dollars at a time. I need more than that.
d.: Why is that, Cal.E.?
C.: Because I made a bet and lost. I need to pay off my gambling debt.
d.: How much is it, and what team did you bet on and in what game?
C.: I made a bet on the Super Bowl. I reasoned that if Mattress Mac could win millions of dollars by betting on the Astros, so could I by betting on them early.
d.: The Super Bowl hasn’t been played yet…
C.: But my team isn’t even in it.
d.: What team did you bet on to win the Super Bowl, Cal.E.?
C.: d.c, weren’t you listening? I bet on the Astros to win the Super Bowl.
d.: The Astros are a baseball team. They don’t play football. They aren’t in the NFL. How much did you lose?
C.: Well, I said I would bet a dime…
d.: You do know that you weren’t betting ten cents, right?
C.: Of course, I know that! A dime (I thought) is ten dollars…
d.: No, Cal.E., a dime is ten thousand dollars. So, with a ten percent user fee, you tried to withdraw eleven thousand dollars from the bank? Do you have that much money in the bank, Cal.E.?
C.: I do, but it’s all I have. The teller doesn’t seem to be able to understand me. I thought, when he said that he was bilingual, that he spoke Catonese. Apparently, he doesn’t. I need for you to come down here and interpret for me…
d.: What’s going on? I hear a big ruckus in the background.
C.: I made another call before I called you. I left a message on Tucker’s machine that I was having trouble withdrawing money at the bank. He must have misunderstood me, because he’s here, with a machine gun in his front paws and a cigar in his mouth.
Tucker: Okay, everybody remain calm. Just put my finance’s eleven g’s in the bag, and nobody gets hurt. If you don’t do as I say, there will be hell to pay.
C.: I don’t think they understand him either. So, he just hopped over the cage and grabbed my money for me. Problem solved. Thanks, d.c. Um, I need to go now. It looks like this could get a little messy. Just look for my call when Tucker and I get settled a little later.
d.: I will be looking for your call, Cal.E. (from the city pound).
Now I need to go to the bank and get her bail money. I suppose I should also talk to a bail bondsman and a lawyer, so I’m out of time for today. Please join me tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.
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