Perky here again, and a rather weird thing happened to me
yesterday. It isn't exactly a retail hell story, but it did revolve around a
crusty bank customer.
So yesterday was such a nice day. The kids were in school, I was off work and did not have any errands to run. So I thought I would make the best of it by heading out to the beach for some last minute fun in the sun before the weather turns cool. (Not like that will stop me anyways.)
On my way there I stop at my bank to get some cash for the beach parking and just to have a few dollars for lunch or what not. As I'm pulling into the bank to go through the drive through ATM I notice that the guy at the ATM is standing out of his car, but do not think anything of it. Who has not pulled up just a bit to far and have to get out to use the ATM? There was a big SUV behind him. So I pull up behind the SUV. Once there I can no longer see the guy at the ATM.
So I'm waiting, and waiting, and then waiting some more. About 5 minutes have gone by. I can not see what is happening in front of the SUV and I'm wondering what is the hold up. All I want to do is get to the beach and have some down time before I have to be home to get the kids off the school bus. Then I notice the break lights on the SUV flash on. Then they go off and I realize she is going to start backing up to go around the dude at the ATM. I had a split second to throw my car from park, to reverse (Thank the Gods I had not turned it off) and start backing out or she would have creamed me.
But it gets better, I'm backing away from her and she just keeps coming back, a truck starts to pull in behind me! I can not go any further for fear of hitting him I start to wail on my horn.
Finally the woman in the SUV stops. She jumps
out of her SUV and runs over to me, I had my window down. And she is all like
"Are you ok? I'm sooo sorry I didn't even see you . I'm so sorry, I'm glad
you blew your horn..."
At this time the guy who just pulled up in his truck gets out and starts yelling at both of us. "F*****G women drivers, this isn't a hair salon..."
All this time the dude at the ATM is still standing outside his car, all he is doing is putting his debit card into it and punching in what I would assume is his PIN number and getting receipts. He has like a stack of them in his hand.
The woman in the SUV turns to the truck guy and says, "Look mister none of us can get through cause of that guy (she points to the dude at the ATM). He's been there for more than 5 minutes."
So the truck guy goes over and starts roughing up the guy holding up the ATM, "What do you think you're doing there buddy? Get your shit and get going, I don't have all day...."
The guy standing at the ATM is like, "my card is broken I know I have money, it's not giving me my money....my card is broken they are stealing my money...'
So I'm sitting there thinking the world has gone mad. About this time someone from the bank has come out and is taking the crazy-someone-is-stealing-my-money-I'm-gonna-hold-up-the-line-all-day dude inside and telling everyone to get back in their cars, they will get it all worked out....
The Truck guy is still bitching at the SUV lady for driving like an idiot. At that point I just drive *carefully* around everyone and went to a different bank.
People are crazy. I was never so happy to get to the beach.