A bewildered-looking man walked up to one of our bank's customer-service representatives. 

"I want to deposit my paycheck, but I'm not sure how to do it," he said.  "

No problem," said Linda as she took his check and passbook. 

There was a flurry of activity for a few moments, and then his passbook was handed back to him. 

The man looked at his book, noting the deposit and, smiling, said, "That's it?"

"That's it. Just give your paycheck to me, and I'll take care if it."

The man suddenly looked at her curiously.  "Say," he drawled, "are you my wife?"