Wednesday, January 02, 2013
Okay, we all had our fun over the holidays, now back to reality and life as we know it. I went to work, did mom's banking,my banking on the way home, came home paid a pile of bills(I hate parting with thousands of dollars in one day!!!!!!!!)
I had another encounter at the bank with The Peter Principle". I put mom's checkbook, her check in the pneumatic tube,, told the clerk I wanted XX dollars in cash, and the amount remaining,YYY , deposited in the checking account, hence the checkbook.
I am the only customer in the drive through, sat there for ten minutes, tick-tock, what the heck is taking her so long?? Is she printing those bills with her feet or what??????
Finally, another five minutes(I timed her with radio songs), drank all of my beverage, balanced my checkbook, etc.
As I wipe away the cobwebs, she tells me to have a nice day, ,PooF! Tube comes through tunnel, I open envelope, see YYY amount of dollars instead of XXX in it, no bank slip whatsoever!! WTH??
I put the whole shebang back into the tube, shoot it back to her,, it sits there for five minutes as another lady drives up in next space. Tick-tock.. As my IRA earned more interest just waiting for her to even respond, the other lady is wondering why I am still there, shakes her head,,
five minutes later, Becky, cool nice clerk, leaves her lobby teller spot and comes back to ask me why this stuff is in a tube and I sent it back.. I tell her they owe me about $360... and WHY,,that's what.. OH!
She spends another Ten minutes mending the mess other clerk made, sends me my $$, ,, other clerk never says Hello, goodbye or kiss my a$$!!!! NO, "I am sorry", or Excuse me, I made a mistake",, nada!!!
Is it just me, am I a royal bit-h? Are my expectations in life WAY up there??
Last week when I was leaving the bank, a guy about thirty years old was TRYING to get out of the bank. Trying,, he kept PULLING on the door. The door handle IS the word P*U*S*H!! Letters a foot high that say PUSH!!!! IN bright red!! raised!!! IN English!!
I was on the outside trying to push it towards him and he actually got angry, gave me "the look" and kept on pulling the door handle!! I finally just yanked it open and let him fall forward !!!
He was sober, spoke English and had no service dog or white cane!!! My God, what is this world coming to when human being cannot even operate a door handle in broad daylight???????
He hopped into a brand new, $50,000 shiny new truck too!! I am driving my seven year old car that I love, BUT MY-lanta!!!!
Sometimes I feEl like when the next couple generations die off, all of these clueless space cadets will just fall off the FLAT EARTH!!!
I am now going to swear on my dad's ashes that every single person under the age of forty that I work with has never, ever heard of :
A. PT-109 (A lady thought it was a vitamin)
B. Paul Revere
C. A one eyed jack
D. Liberace (One guy thought it was the word Declaration of Independence in French!)
E. term life insurance
F. Roe vs WADE.(One girl thought it was something about FISHING in a stream!)
G. Thought Bull Run was the middle of a target!
BE VERY AFRAID !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I needed to vent that....