Shitty Bank
This morning, I ran out of the house without the essentials to get me to work quickly – MUNI/BART pass or cash. Unfortunately, my keys were also sitting next to the pass on the kitchen counter, so I couldn’t just run back inside. I was already running a little later than I would’ve liked, even though I don’t technically have to clock in at a certain time. Luckily, I had my wallet [sadly, no cash], which contained an ATM card.
Since I wasn’t using a B of A card nor did I have one of those no-ATM-fee Schwab cards, I would have to incur some sort of fee anyway. So I ran inside the liquor store down the street instead of trekking for another five minutes to the bank.
Of course, the story would not be without extra complications. My ATM card got rejected. What?! So an extra seven minutes over the phone with a customer service rep. Apparently, the ATM card was linked to a closed savings account. Good going, Shitty Bank [Can you guess which bank this is?]!
The ATM fee of $1.99 – not horrific. AND the guy running the store did not even blink an eye when I, without having made a purchase, went on and on about my horrible morning and then asked him to please break a $20 so that I could catch the bus.
OMG, lifesaver!






