Dehydration and
exhaustion are the two primary suspects in some quite humbling situations this
week. I’m hoping that my ATM episode has
only gone viral within the specific bank where I deposited a check yesterday. I have used numerous ATMs over the years
without incident, but this was not one of those times. First off, I didn’t pull up close enough to
the machine which usually isn’t a big deal, because I can still reach the
buttons and touch-screen if I take my seatbelt off during the transaction and
lean out of the window a little. In this
particular instance, I had pulled a bit too far ahead and was also out a bit
too far, but someone had already pulled in behind me, so I resorted to removing
my seatbelt and doing my best contortionist move to reach the ATM. When that position became too painful to
sustain, I admitted absolute defeat and opened my car door, so I could step
partway out of the car, making it even more obvious dehydration and serious
need of a nap were robbing me of my ability to deposit a check without a deposit
slip as easy as it sounds. I would like
to apologize sincerely to the poor individual who pulled up behind me, especially
if he or she is more inclined to get angry instead of laugh hysterically at a
ridiculous predicament.
Where’s my snack?
This morning, I
packed myself a yummy, kind of healthy snack for the day: an apple, carrots,
sugar snap peas, string cheese, and a single serving bag of chips. I put all of these items in a plastic Kroger
bag, and I cannot for the life of me figure out where I put it.
In my defense, I did
have quite a bit to carry to my car and take into school this morning including
several canvas and plastic bags in addition to my purse (which my husband
refers to as my suitcase or small minivan), water bottle, etc. The good news is that without my carefully
packed snack and before having eaten my lunch, I was able to deposit a check
this afternoon at an ATM without even having to remove my seatbelt. Of course, this is when there wasn’t anyone
behind me to witness it. So, if you find a Kroger bag with my snack in it, help yourself to anything that hasn’t gone bad, put the rest in a compost pile, and please recycle the bag. And if you have seen the footage of me and my ATM ineptitude yesterday, do me a favor and send it to me. I’m ready to laugh about it now.
