Citi-prank?
by Will
Tonight, for the second time in as many weeks, I walked into a Citibank lobby to use an ATM only to discover that there were NO deposit slips available. This was at the Citibank on Avenue A near Two Boots pizza. Last week, I had the same problem at a Citibank on Broadway and 56th street.
My question to you, NYC: Is there some roving gang of marxist punks who are stealing all deposit slips from bank lobbies in a very very very very grass roots attempt to prevent people from putting money into the American bank system? That would be an interesting if completely ineffective form of protest.
On an almost entirely unrelated point, someone from the 1930s would have no idea what this post was talking about. “ATMs?” they’d ask. “Citibank?” I suppose the only way someone from the 1930s would have to worry about it would be if they both traveled into the future and started reading blogs. They’d probably have more important things to worry about than making sense of this post.
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I once filled out the “Name” section of a deposit slip with the fake name “Poopie McCrapperton” and then put it back into the middle of the stack, laughing hysterically to myself and Jeff (who was with me at the time) about the poor sucker who would one day get that slip.
Once I was filling in a deposit slip and I noticed that someone had written “Crappie McPooperton” in the “Name” section and my friend and I said if only they had switched the “poop” and the “crap” it would have been hysterical.
Once I was at a bank with my friend and he told me he wished deposit slips could come with the name pre-filled out.
My friend’s name: Crappie McPooperton
sigh…
Don’t listen to them, baby…
You guys want to hang out?