I had an occasion to go into my bank to make what they considered a sizable deposit. My banker suggested I return tomorrow to make the deposit because they had a hundred dollar deal starting the next day. You put in a certain amount and leave it for ninety days and they will give you a hundred dollars. I really did not want to be bothered with deals and do not usually fall for them, but I knew I would be back that way the next day, so what the heck. Also, I am not planning on using the money anytime soon, so I qualified.
The following day found me holding my check and entering the bank. I was offered special celebratory cookies and fruit. Oh how nice, I thought to myself. I sat at the end of a large important looking desk where I knew many of their transactions have taken place. I noticed that over the years, I have tried to keep a separate identity and feel secure in my dealings. I say this because in order to make this deposit, it is not made by me, myself, and I anymore; it is in the name of a Trust! I am in there somewhere I assure myself. I don’t’ even sign my name without printing the name of the Trust in very small letters so they fit on the back of this not really so sizable check. Such a big deal made with the signing, the $100.00, the ninety day clause, and I was thankful to be getting away. Not so fast Trustee.
My banker had another surprise opportunity for me. She asked permission to sign me up for the $25,000 Sweepstakes.
I said, “Don’t you dare sign me up.” Her eyes bugged out, her mouth turned into a circular lip formation and she said, “You mean you do not want $25,000?”
“No, I do not.”
“Why not?’
I informed her that I would receive ten calls a week, mailings I do not want to read, emails and new opportunities by the thousands over the years and besides enduring all of this unwanted bombardment, I was not slated to win the $25,000.
She rolled her eyes and acquiesced. I left the bank maybe $100.00 richer in ninety days and learned I will not be the winner of their $25,000 sweepstake contest. I drove my car into the Carl’s Jr. next door to the bank and stuffed myself.
Jul 26, 2014 @ 14:42:28
really?
So well written and understandable. you’re good. 🙂
Jul 26, 2014 @ 14:45:29
YOU are better. Just a little practice sends your skills soaring.
I love you, respect you and singing your praises…
Jul 26, 2014 @ 20:33:15
Now go to the supermarket and tell them you don’t want them building a detailed profile about your buying habits in exchange for a tiny discount on random items. 🙂
Jul 26, 2014 @ 22:50:44
Oh you are so right! I should not broadcast this, but a good idea is to pay with cash as much as possible because they cannot track your buying habits. One of my forgotten credit card thinks I have passed on because every month the total spent is zero!
Jul 26, 2014 @ 21:19:24
Ha good work! I bet you really suprized her!!😄
Jul 26, 2014 @ 22:51:52
Oh yes, her eyes bugged out of her head and that circular smile spelled surprise.
Jul 26, 2014 @ 22:02:08
That’s so Sheila! Go Sheila, go! I LOVE you!
Jul 26, 2014 @ 22:54:40
YOU know me well. Better be minding my P’s and Q’s.Did you know this? “Mind your Ps and Qs is an English expression meaning “mind your manners”, ” mind your language”, “be on your best behaviour”
Jul 29, 2014 @ 11:18:21
Well that must have really made a difference in that woman’s life! It isn’t worth all the calls, mail, and other things just to have a CHANCE of winning.
Jul 31, 2014 @ 08:58:35
It did make a difference, She does not all me anymore for her specials at the bank!