tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525014001910482554.post7278324092099443806..comments2009-03-25T06:48:59.199-04:00A.E. Baynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04700055696097294939noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525014001910482554.post-14724591917336212462009-03-25T06:48:00.000-04:002009-03-25T06:48:00.000-04:00Thanks, Ruth. I&#39;m glad you enjoyed my pain ;-). I can&#39;t really complain, life is good. This kind of evening doesn&#39;t come around too often, and I am easily annoyed. As Lori said, today is another day. I&#39;ve got five bucks in my pocket, heading out the door for coffee, and I&#39;m ready to roll. :-) Bring it on!<BR/><BR/>Lori, I&#39;m not sure about deposits at other banks, but BB&amp;T seems to shaft me on this issue every once in a while. I am always flabbergasted when it happens, as the bank teller/computer/inhuman demon that handles such things doesn&#39;t seem to acknowledge the deposit, though I can see it on my computer at home, if the withdrawals come in on the same day, at the same time. To me, that seems like robbery, but the bank does it fairly consistently so I guess it&#39;s legal, though not right. I know you can appreciate a day like this. Gotta love the 8th grade memory.<BR/><BR/>Jo, I&#39;m glad you enjoyed it too. I do think poison is necessary sometimes. Makes you appreciate the days when it&#39;s not. :-)<BR/><BR/>Thanks for reading, ladies.A.E. Baynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04700055696097294939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525014001910482554.post-7134263686516443942009-03-24T22:30:00.001-04:002009-03-24T22:30:00.001-04:00Great post, Amy; would love to see more of this type of writing from you. Great style and delivery. Straight from the heart and gut and yes, so real. We can all relate, especially to the late-notice of events and stupid-ass people who have no thoughts of others around them. Yuck!<BR/><BR/>Poison spelled backwards is nosiop, which means absolutely nothing, but I thought there might be a message in there. Wait, there's "son," and "poi"--son is X and poi is the goop you've been handed by the bank. I don't know; it's late.Incognitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03945549452093423367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525014001910482554.post-90190265599158107262009-03-24T22:30:00.000-04:002009-03-24T22:30:00.000-04:00OK, I am truly laughing out loud at this one! It just goes to show that sometimes poison, like snakebites, is a good and necessary part of the world. ~Jomcjohttp://openid.aol.com/mcgowanjonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525014001910482554.post-35187135372588216162009-03-24T22:26:00.000-04:002009-03-24T22:26:00.000-04:00Awesome post...a day in the life. I can so relate, esp. to that family sitting behind you. They always find me, in a theater, at a concert, a play...and there could be a gazillion seats available, they'll sit behind me. And talk, and kick my seat. And you know me, I'll glare, and glare, and probably say something eventually. <BR/><BR/>Aren't deposits *always* supposed to be posted before any withdrawals? I hope you get that resolved. Stomach churning stuff, money issues. And yes, when they arise, I usually go shopping or out to eat...<BR/><BR/>Just took a sip of poison, with a nod to you and the fact that tomorrow is (always) another day. Hang in there!kloppsannoreply@blogger.com