Before the days of logon neteller

Remember the good old days? You had money in the bank, so you caught a bus and went downtown to the bank. There you stood in line and eventually you were in front of a smiling blonde teller. "And how may I help you, sir?" And you really wanted to tell her, but instead you passed a personal check of yours across the counter and she passed back money. It was so simple. And pleasurable.
Now someone owes me money. It's not much, but still. Open a logon neteller account, he says. It takes a day of intense concentration, but finally it's done and I now have a logon neteller. One day he says I put the money in your logon neteller. You can take it anytime.

After the days of logon neteller

I manage to get back inside logon neteller after a struggle. Now logon neteller asks for my bank details so it can transfer my money to me. Sounds easy, huh? I give the bank details and logon neteller says, thank you sir, just like the blonde. I will transfer a sum less than one dollar to your account. You go to the bank and see if it arrives. Then you tell me, your faithful logon neteller, how much I sent. The bank says $1.18. Logon neteller says no way! Now what?