This was the subject of an email today, an email that was written with the intention of finding out how to fix this problem, or, more accurately, how to report it. In the body of the email, it was repeated as insufficient founds, so I must assume that indeed, the person is not looking for help on recording insufficient funds, but is looking for help with insufficient founds.
I'm not sure what an insufficient found is, but I rather suspect it has something to do with lost and founds. Maybe there's more lost than there is found, which would make sense.
It's like losing socks in the dryer (and don't tell me they aren't lost, I have dozens of mismatched socks as proof). You lose a dozen or so, and you find six. Obviously you have more than sufficient losts, and not nearly enough founds.
Socks are bad enough, but what if it's something more important? Something valuable, like your soul?
We drove by a bar today that said on its marquee: "No Soul Required," which sounds more like souls would be unwelcome. All those people with missing souls would be confused if someone with a soul walked into their midst, wouldn't they?
And if souls are lost, are they ever found again, like socks in the dryer?
I find that when I lose things, I always find them in the last place I look. This is because . . . well, once I found them I stopped looking. But what if I kept looking? That would be stupid. Hence my aversion to the phrase: It's always in the last place you look. Really?
I'm considering a career change to something artistic, such as performance artistry. Unfortunately, I wouldn't know where to start, though I'm a shoo in if anyone's interested in watching someone try to figure out how to be a performance artist.
I have been known to lose vast sums of money, but I've never found any. Hence, insufficient founds and funds.
Soon I shall start raising funds for my nonprofit -- The Society for The Lost and Found. This could be for people, or socks, or even funds. Pets, definitely, though I call first dibs on any of the ones I find. Just lose a check in my direction and I'll be happy to find you a seat on the board of directors.
That's what we call equal exchange.


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