My dad is a man of the old school. He doesn't use a computer and isn't exactly interested in learning how to. (And forget about "the Internet." Just imagine how difficult it is to explain to him what I do for a living! I gave up after about the hundredth time and told him that I'm a script doctor for anal-themed porn movies. He seemed okay with it.) He likes to gamble, and when I was a kid and arcade games started to become popular he refused to understand the point of playing them, since "what do you win? You're just pissing those quarters away." And he is resolutely old fashioned when it comes to banking. (The man carries his cash in a money clip, for God's sake, although that might have more to do with the fact that he's Italian.) A couple years ago I went out to see my folks for the weekend and when he picked me up at the train I told him we needed to swing by the bank so I could take some money out. "Uh, you might have a problem there," he told me. "It's Saturday, genius. Banks are all closed." At the time I thought of it as part of his irascible charm, but I am now starting to realize that his ignorance of the workings of the ATM card might actually qualify him to be a United States Senator. Hell, he could even be on the Appropriations Committee. Although he'd probably have a hard time with all of those newfangled "press button to record vote" gizmos they've got now.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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What you East Coast liberal elitist don't realize is that they don't HAVE ATMs in Nebraska. And they certainly don't want no federal government-backed make-it-easy-to-get-cash agenda SHOVED DOWN THEIR THROATS.
I almost never use ATMs. I just buy something at a grocery store and get cash.
Ohh, right. A couple years ago you had money.
I KNOW ABOUT THE HOLOGRAMS
-damn- great minds
Rand Paul's ATM dispenses only gold, but you can't use it anymore because it fell off the wall.
I enjoy these glimpses into Where Balk Came From.
(Also, there's nothing wrong with money clips!)
Srsly, me too. I thought; 1. his mom was the Italian half and 2. his dad was no longer in the picture somehow (i.e., death or divorce).
My Italian dad also uses a money clip. I also think it's weird.
Then again, it's an improvement over the man-purse he carried when I was in high school.
I am a big fan of Balk's dad. [Tell him I say hello.]
I have a money clip, but I'm Eurotrash.
My best friend uses a money clip, because he doesn't want lumpy pants. So to speak.
ah my dad still rocks the man purse
I grew up around Wawa, and they provide ATMs that do not charge fees. I never realized until I came to DC how convenient that was. Life without Wawa is inconvenient enough in itself, and now I have to pay money to get money? A girl can't catch a break around these parts.
It's worth the drive to the PWC or Baltimore, going to Wawa is.
Why waste a perfectly good freezer?
"I get all my money from lobbyists in unmarked envelopes."
We are supposed to believe that Ben Nelson waits in line at the bank a couple of times a week for cash? This is evidence of how corrupt the Congress really is. He literally never, ever has to make a bank withdrawl. Amazing...
Did you program their DVR for them while you were there? Or are they still using a VCR that's blinking "12:00" since the 1990s?
Er, that comment may come off as harsh, and it wasn't meant to be. I spent my last visit with my mother programming both her DVR and the prepaid cell I gave her for emergencies. It makes me wonder what technology will arrive so late in my life that I will be totally unable to adapt to it in any way, shape, or form.
I think it has less to do with age than with interest. Personally, I don'twanttoknowkicckingandscreaming is pretty much how I feel about every new gizmo that comes along. To me, it is clutter. I've drawn a line in the sand.
My Dad is in his 70s and I'm sure he has never used an ATM.
Of course long before they became indispensable, I realized that he'd generally go into the bank during their slow periods and usually two or three tellers would speak to him and make something of a fuss, so I quickly figured-out that it was a way for an old man to interact with some strange.
Uh... After posting my comment, I thought about it and I'm a little older than my father was at the time and though I use the ATM, I'm kind of the same way with the girls at the coffee shop and those at the supermarket.
He knows about the holograms? Cool. Now tell me about the rabbits, Tom.
Fuckin' ATM machines, how do they work?
Congratulations due on your now doing this "for a living"?