Zach went to improv class this morning so I decided to take care of a few errands. I haven't carried any cash on me for 3 days so I went by the bank.
After getting a $20 from the ATM, I went inside the branch to break the $20 into a $10, a $5 and five $1's.
I handed the bill (that I had just gotten from their ATM) to the teller. He looked at it once and then told me, "This is certainly a funny looking twenty-dollar bill". I replied, "Why? Does it have a clown on it?"
The teller told me it weighed more than a normal $20. Where did I get this funny bill?
"Outside at your ATM in front of the building...the one with the camera built into the ATM and a camera above the machine."
He called over another teller who looked at the bill, and then at me, with a doubtful glare.
Even though I explained (again) that I got the bill out of their ATM...and that they could review the camera footage...and check my bankcard activity...they were giving me the impression that I was guilty (in their minds) of trying to pass a fake $20.
Cut to 15-minutes later...
I'm still trying to get my $20 bill changed into smaller bills. I am now standing at the window with two tellers, a manager and a security guard. I guess it didn't help that I asked them if they wanted to check my hands for wet ink.
I talked them into checking the ATM card activity. They pulled up the card history on their computer.
The history showed that I had used the card in the last 15-20 minutes. (Check)
The history showed that I used the card at an ATM in Sherman Oaks. (Check)
The history showed that I had the used the card to get $20. (Check)
The history showed that I got the money at their ATM. (Check...For the win!)
Instead of an apology, they told me everything looked okay and they would "let me have the money".
I asked them if I earned any extra cash from them for my time, effort and patience in dealing with their "super bank security" game. I would be happy with an extra $5.
The manager so "NO" and walked away. No "sorry for your trouble" or "have a nice day" from any of my new bank friends.
I can't wait until the next time I get to go to the Bank..of the Sherman Oaks area...located in America.
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