MelissaM
Well-known member
Okay. One more silly story and then I will be quiet for a while (yeah, right! 
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Yesterday I had to bring some money to the title company for the condo that I am buying. Yesterday was also the first payday for my new job. So the big plan was to get my check, deposit it in the bank, and then run over to the title company with the check. Run over proved to be the phrase of the day.
Being new to the neighborhood, I looked up the closest branch of the bank on the Internet, MapQuested the location and set off. All was well until I made a wrong turn ended up in the parking lot of the apartment complex next door. There was no access to the bank lot, and only three left turns in heavy traffic could get me into the bank lot, so I parked in the apartment lot and walked over to the lobby of the bank. Except there was no lobby. This happened to be a drive-thru ONLY bank. Putting on my thinkin' cap (and still not wanting to move my car), I walked up to the drive-thru lane and proceeded about my business. In a matter of moments, the snarly voice of the teller came on and said, "For liability reasons, we can only service people in vehicles. You must get in your vehicle and drive-thru."
Sheesh.
So I walk back over to the apartment lot (and STILL not wanting to make THREE left-hand turns) I try to drive over the curb separating the apartments and the bank. What was I thinking?!? Must have been some lingering effect of the anesthesia. I bottomed out over the curb in my low-to-the-ground Honda Accord. For several minutes, I amused the tellers - who were in full sight of this debacle - trying to get UNSTUCK. Yep, rubber was burning, wheels where spinning, and I was about as embarrased as one can get in the parking lot of a bank. If only I didn't need to get the money to the title company TODAY, I would have gone in search of another branch.
But I DID need the money today. so I made the three darn left-hand turns and finally made it to the drive-thru lane IN A CAR. The teller yelled at me one more time for failing to fill out the form correctly, and then the ordeal was over. I slinked out of the lot, never to return again.
A funny thing happened on the way to the bank. . .
).Yesterday I had to bring some money to the title company for the condo that I am buying. Yesterday was also the first payday for my new job. So the big plan was to get my check, deposit it in the bank, and then run over to the title company with the check. Run over proved to be the phrase of the day.
Being new to the neighborhood, I looked up the closest branch of the bank on the Internet, MapQuested the location and set off. All was well until I made a wrong turn ended up in the parking lot of the apartment complex next door. There was no access to the bank lot, and only three left turns in heavy traffic could get me into the bank lot, so I parked in the apartment lot and walked over to the lobby of the bank. Except there was no lobby. This happened to be a drive-thru ONLY bank.
Putting on my thinkin' cap (and still not wanting to move my car), I walked up to the drive-thru lane and proceeded about my business. In a matter of moments, the snarly voice of the teller came on and said, "For liability reasons, we can only service people in vehicles. You must get in your vehicle and drive-thru."Sheesh.
So I walk back over to the apartment lot (and STILL not wanting to make THREE left-hand turns) I try to drive over the curb separating the apartments and the bank.
What was I thinking?!? Must have been some lingering effect of the anesthesia. I bottomed out over the curb in my low-to-the-ground Honda Accord. For several minutes, I amused the tellers - who were in full sight of this debacle - trying to get UNSTUCK. Yep, rubber was burning, wheels where spinning, and I was about as embarrased as one can get in the parking lot of a bank. If only I didn't need to get the money to the title company TODAY, I would have gone in search of another branch.But I DID need the money today. so I made the three darn left-hand turns and finally made it to the drive-thru lane IN A CAR.
The teller yelled at me one more time for failing to fill out the form correctly, and then the ordeal was over. I slinked out of the lot, never to return again.A funny thing happened on the way to the bank. . .
