It’s a Friday afternoon and we’re all looking forward to the weekend. Today’s ride home was unusually annoying. I went the way I usually do and I hadn’t been on the highway long before it came to a stand-still. I then crept along at less than 5 mph with now a steady stream cars in front and behind me. This continued on for quite some time. As soon as I could get off the highway, I did and finally made it to the bank. Ken and I both have direct deposit for both of our checks. I hate going to the bank and our credit union doesn’t have the best hours. It’s also right by Hawker Beechcraft and no matter how I time it, I usually end up in the middle of shift end dismissal and an endless flow of vehicles.
So now I’m lined up in the drive-through bank line. According to the lights above their “roof”, there are only 2 of the 3 lanes open. I position my SUV behind the truck in front of me (yeah! I’m second in line!) and wait. And wait. And wait. There was only one other car in the other lane when I got there and it had already drove off. Hmmm, can I move my SUV over without hitting any poles or the car behind me? Nah, better stay put. The car behind me eventually gave up and drove off. I backed up and tried the other lane. Then other cars came in to the middle “closed” lane and got through! I’m not kidding you, I was in the line for 20 minutes. If I could, I would have gone in! (The lobby was already closed.) Then their system was down so they couldn’t even put it in my account but reassured me with a slip of paper that it would. It better. I was beyond peeved. It took me nearly 3 times longer than it normally does for me to get home. I’d had a long, hard week and now I’m looking for a new bank – which will be another huge hassle. Ugh. I’m soooo ready for the weekend. . .
I know big cities have their pluses.It’s nice to live in a small town tho. If I had to wait more than a couple of minutes to get to my bank window it would be the person ahead of me is visiting with the teller.