My mom had to deposit some money, so after my dentist appointment (My gums STILL hurt, by the way! gonk ), we drove over to the bank. We decided to go through the drive-through. I am always really amazed at the little suction tube that brings up the container with the money or check to the teller. It's just... cool. And these tubes are clear, so you can see the container whoosh through it. My mom was laughing at me about how easily I am amused when the teller told us that she was sorry, that she had sent the wrong receipt to us. So my mom said, "Oh, no problem, my daughter is really amused by the process!" I laughed and told my mom that the teller probably thought I was 5.
So, we had to send the cylinder back, and then it came back to us with the right receipt. The teller asks my mom, "How old is your daughter, do you want some stickers? I can't see from the window." (we were sitting to the left of this huge SUV, we were in the lane second from the left). So my mom says, "She's almost 16," and laughed. And the teller, with a good sense of humor, replies, "Do you want stickers anyway?" Ha ha.
I would have said yes, if they're horse stickiers, but my mom said no first. All my friends want to grow up, however, I'm content to stick with my childhood. ^^
Illithya · Wed Feb 15, 2006 @ 11:41pm · 4 Comments |