The new ATM that Bank of America is using doesn’t “eat” your card. All you have to do is insert and pull, and that’s good in a way, but it’s easier than it used to be to walk away from the machine while your account is still open, giving access to the next person in line. Twice now I’ve had to close out another customer’s account, and today when I was in a hurry I almost turned away from a BOA ATM myself before answering no to, “Would you like to make another transaction?”
Category: Life with Pratts
Road noise
Hey drivers — I won’t listen to music while running if you don’t talk or text on your cell phones.
Congrats to the glad grad!
Covered in glory, with $16,000 per year in scholarships for college (which is still going to cost a lot), Eric is now officially a high school graduate.
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Return of the running fool
The doctor said it would take up to six months for my knee to heal, and he was right. It’s almost back to normal, and I’m starting to run again, stepping over the chipmunk roadkill that’s common this time of year.
Spencer for hire
Sometimes I think every Hollywood romance — or are they just relationships? — is manufactured. It’s amazing how much coverage they get, especially when there’s a split. It’s as if the breakup is scheduled to occur at a particular time, to get the pair back in the news, after they start to slip from the public’s radar. I don’t know Spencer Pratt, and if he’s a relative of mine I don’t know it, and I’ve never seen anything he’s ever done.
Happy vending
The vending machine at work had a surprise. A huge 5-oz package of cookies for only $.90. That couldn’t be right, I said to myself. It had to be a mistake. But here I sit, eating Basil’s Bavarian Bakery Duplex Sandwich Cremes. No, I’m not eating the whole package in one sitting!
