An Annoying Need for Bank Cards
So last night I stopped by Harvard Square on the way home. I wanted to hit Tealuxe to pick up some tea for presents along with some other places. On my way there I stuck my nose into Tokyo Kid to pick up the soundtrack for the Cowboy Bebop movie. When I went to pay, I realized I'd left my bank card at home. I ended up putting it on a credit card, but was annoyed because I don't want to put anything on my charge cards right now.
Then as I leave the story I realize another problem. I have no cash and I parked in the parking garage. I walk in circles. Think. walk in circles some more and head down the street to the bank. Which, in Harvard Square is open till 7pm. I get down there, talk to the nice customer service lady, who is nice enough to look up my savings account number and take out enough cash for parking and laundry quarters. But by now I just want to get home since I've wasted too much time. So I went home grumpy and still need to get out later this week to finish up my shopping. Thank god I have Friday off.
