Teressa May Cashes A Cheque At The HSBC


Anyway, Theresa May walks into the HSBC to cash a cheque.

Mrs May: “Good morning, could you please cash this cheque for me?”

Cashier: “It would be my pleasure Madam. Could you please show me your ID?”

Mrs May: “Well I didn’t bring any ID with me. I didn’t think there was any need to. I’m the Prime Minister!”

Cashier: “I am sorry, but with all the regulations and monitoring these days because of imposters, fraud, money laundering and forgers, I simply must insist on proof of identity.”

Mrs May: “Look, just ask anyone here at the bank who I am and they will tell you. Everybody knows who I am!”

Cashier: “I am sorry Mrs May, but these are the rules and I must follow them.”

Mrs May : “But I really need this cheque cashed!”

Cashier: “OK, look. Perhaps there is another way. One day, Tiger Woods came into the bank without his ID. To prove that he was Tiger Woods, he pulled out his putter and made a beautiful putt all the way across the carpet into a tiny cup. With that shot we knew him to be Mr Woods and cashed his cheque. Then, another time, David Beckham also came in without ID. He pulled out a football and made an exquisite chip-shot where the ball landed perfectly balanced on my coffee mug without spilling a drop! With that spectacular kick it was proof enough and we cashed his cheque too. So Mrs May, what can you do to prove that it is you and only you?”

Pondering, Mrs May stood there thinking for a while until she finally says: “Honestly, I can’t think of a single thing I’m any good at!”

Cashier: “A perfect answer Prime Minister. Would you like the cheque cashed in £50 notes or £20 notes?”