[Hugh R]

When I sold my Aston Martin for a boatload of money, I showed the receipt from the ATM to a single male office worker of mine. He asked if I could print out a dozen for him. He wanted to have them to scribble his name and phone number on them and give them out to chicks he met at clubs. He figured with a mid-6 figure account statement, he'd get some phone calls back. I didn't give them to him.