We needed coffee at home so I walked over to Rostov’s to purchase a couple of pounds of coffee. It’s so nice to be able to walk somewhere to buy things. I really miss having a permanent office on campus. My temporary office is located in our “headquarters” building but, sadly, the building is slated to be knocked down in the coming months. This end of the block will be a construction zone for awhile as a new building is constructed. Word has it that the School of Social Work will be moving into the new building and many say it’s about time as the old building is a crumbling mess. I’m not sure what else will be in the new building. Until the wrecking ball comes, I’m relishing sitting on campus twice a week this fall.
As I was out this morning, I decided to get some money out of the ATM. The first ATM I went to had a young man standing in front of the machine attempting to use it. Parents, please, educate your kids before sending them out into the big wide world. This ATM has a big flashing card slot and the kid didn’t know where to put his card. Since I am an old, bitter woman and not his mother, I went to the other ATM.
Yes, I left him floundering. I don’t approach people using ATMs whether they are confused or not because the space at the ATM is sacred–I’m talking to all you people who feel the need to stand too close. Back up. The invisible bubble around me is even bigger when I’m making financial transactions.
My daughter couldn’t wait to get an ATM card when she got her job at 16. Looking at her statements, I can say most assuredly that she knows how to use it!
I hate those close standers too.
It’s funny but somone else I told this story to has a 20 something child and said the same thing as you–they wished their kids didn’t know how to use ATMs so well.
At least it’s her own money so that’s a good thing.