No Time For Change
I found a parking spot right outside my bank today. The meter said it was 15 minute parking and the payment options were either six minutes for a nickel or 12 minutes for a dime. That was it. There was no way to pay exact change for the full time allowed. They could have just made it five minutes for a nickel and 10 minutes for a dime or they even could have allowed 18 minutes parking for my extra pennies. It was like there was some underlying message that when your 15 minutes are up, Hollywood doesn’t give two cents about extending it.
I finished my bank transaction surprisingly fast and since I wanted to get my full money’s worth on the meter, decided I’d try my luck at making my car payment next door at Bank of Amorons. See, every other bill I pay I can do with a click of the mouse. But oh, no, not Bank of Amorons. I either have to traverse my way through 30 phone options to get to the one that tells me it costs $10 to pay over the phone or I have to fill out a check, find a stamp (what’s a stamp?) and stick the envelope on top of the building’s mailboxes where it will sit for 12 hours begging for someone to steal it and my identity along with it.
I was already there, I figured I might as well pay in person. Lucky me, there were only a couple people in line.
My payment amount was $269.70. All I had was 20 dollar bills and a load of change so I gave her $280.70. She did her thing then handed me a receipt. I stood there for a moment as we just looked at each other. Then I inquired, “My change?”
She replied, “Oh, you wanted the change?”
Well of course I wanted the change! Did she think I was tipping her for her stellar teller services? Or did she assume I hit it big in Vegas and wanted to get an $11 head start on next month’s payment? It just seems that a bank teller of all people should realize that when the numbers don’t match up, maybe she should ask a question or two. Yet another reminder of why I took my banking elsewhere a long time ago.
I skipped the change knowing the payment reversal would probably involve six employees shaking their heads in confusion for an hour and my parking time was up.
Next time, I think I’ll just buy a stamp.
10 Responses to “No Time For Change”
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human beings can really madden you. if at all they could have learned PR things couls have been ok but i bet that all of us are not the same. that is the world and we r welcomed to it
Can’t you make your payments online through BoA? I use them as well and that’s how I get around making trips to the tellers. My own story…went in for a money order, teller told me it would cost $10. I was agast. She told me I could go next door and it would cost .69. I went next door…they needed cash. I went back to the same teller and asked her why she didn’t tell me I needed cash…her reply…Oh, yeah, you need cash. Must be some sort of requirement in order to be a teller for them.
If you know how a non BofA customer can make a loan payment online, please tell me. I tried before and couldn’t do it.
I’m glad someone else besides me has had trouble with BoA. That’s not to say I wish that upon anyone. I opened an account in WA and moved to CA, where I was told I’d have to close my WA account and open a new one in CA. What the hell is the purpose of having a BoA?
Great wit and blog, will certainly come back. I’m in TX and have not a clue what BoA is..oh well, always out of the loop, story of my life.
Are people really idiots? Well, at least not Comedian Jenee. ha ha ha
You seem to be a good writer. Why don’t you check out WikiLog Probably you could post entry there and drive up your blog traffic.
And I thought the clerks in South Africa were bad… But I suppose it helps when you all speak American. Here we have English as only one of ELEVEN official languages!
jeneé, your writing is quite funny. I like your blog.
Great site, you’re hilarious. This is one I’ll definately be checking on a regular basis!
LOL…I hate when tellers do that! What’s up with the bank taking more money than they need? Why not make more mistakes of over-changing us, ya know?!
Trojan - BoA is Bank of America. Or Bank of Amorons, as Comedian calls them.