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Today I went to deposit some checks at the ATM during my lunch hour. I was vaguely destracted because I was on the phone listening to my dad tell a story about how he found a dead, petrified juvenile raccoon in the attic today (don't ask), so I didn't really pay attention to the person walking away from the machine.
I looked at the screen in confusion because it wasn't prompting me to enter my card, and then I realized it was because the person who had just used the machine had forgot to wait for the return of their card after completing their transaction. I turned around to yell, "Hey, wait a second!" but they had already exited the bank. I took the card from the machine and deposited my checks, all the while waiting for the person to come running back to the machine as soon as they realized what they had done. They never showed. I turned the card into someone who worked at the bank and told them what had happened. I do not envy how stupid that person must have felt as soon as he or she realized what s/he'd done. Hopefully the nice person at the bank was able to get their phone number from their account information and call them to let them know it had been turned in.
We all have our stupid moments like that. Jason drove an hour and a half to work a few weeks ago before realizing that he'd left his laptop at home. My mom still hits herself on the head about the time she drove off with her purse on top of the car twenty years ago. I am sure I have more than my fair share of them, but my brain has put a mental block on them at the moment to spare me the humiliation.
I think my favorite dumb story of all time is my friend's grandmother: she was on vacation in Iowa when they were filming Bridges of Madison County and was ordering a cone from an ice cream parlor when in walks Clint Eastwood. She was so starstruck that she was in a complete daze as she paid for the cone. When she left the parlor, she realized that she had forgotten to take her ice cream cone with her. She went back in, assuming it would be on the little ice cream cone holder on top of the counter. It wasn't, and she looked around for a moment in confusion. Then she noticed Clint Eastwood laughing at her. "Lady," he said in that growl of his, "you put your ice cream cone in your purse."
I looked at the screen in confusion because it wasn't prompting me to enter my card, and then I realized it was because the person who had just used the machine had forgot to wait for the return of their card after completing their transaction. I turned around to yell, "Hey, wait a second!" but they had already exited the bank. I took the card from the machine and deposited my checks, all the while waiting for the person to come running back to the machine as soon as they realized what they had done. They never showed. I turned the card into someone who worked at the bank and told them what had happened. I do not envy how stupid that person must have felt as soon as he or she realized what s/he'd done. Hopefully the nice person at the bank was able to get their phone number from their account information and call them to let them know it had been turned in.
We all have our stupid moments like that. Jason drove an hour and a half to work a few weeks ago before realizing that he'd left his laptop at home. My mom still hits herself on the head about the time she drove off with her purse on top of the car twenty years ago. I am sure I have more than my fair share of them, but my brain has put a mental block on them at the moment to spare me the humiliation.
I think my favorite dumb story of all time is my friend's grandmother: she was on vacation in Iowa when they were filming Bridges of Madison County and was ordering a cone from an ice cream parlor when in walks Clint Eastwood. She was so starstruck that she was in a complete daze as she paid for the cone. When she left the parlor, she realized that she had forgotten to take her ice cream cone with her. She went back in, assuming it would be on the little ice cream cone holder on top of the counter. It wasn't, and she looked around for a moment in confusion. Then she noticed Clint Eastwood laughing at her. "Lady," he said in that growl of his, "you put your ice cream cone in your purse."