1.) The Pod banks at a bank with a drive through teller! Not an ATM but an actual teller in a window and a tube you send your transaction through. Rad! The biller at the Pod usually takes the deposit but she's on vacation this week so I took it down and I nearly leaped out of my car and did an elaborate impromptu dance when I saw it there. I opted for staying in my car and shimmying a bit. It's been my dream since I was a kid to use one. It was so magical to me that my mom would put the money in the tube and press a button and it would end up on the other side of the window. And when the tube came back it would usually have suckers in it for me and the sibs. I could not wait to do it. So you can imagine my extreme disappointment when I was old enough to make my own bank transactions and the drive through tellers had been phased out for ATMs. Stupid technology. Well, welcome back to the 80s, Rachel! I pulled up, took the tube out of the box, put the money in then pressed the button to talk to the teller just to say hi because I was so excited. I may have squealed a little when I heard the swooshing sound of the tube being transported. When it came back there wasn't a sucker with my receipt but I still felt like high fiving someone over it. I definitely shimmied again.
2.) A chain smoker has moved in next door. (Note to Mindy: it's your old neighbor who lived below you. He moved into the Swanns old place.) It's horrible. If I have my sliding glass door open, which I do whenever I'm home, I smell cigarettes the entire time. How would you handle this?
3.) I want to travel to just about everywhere in the world. (Dear Wealthy Benefactor, Please hurry. Time's a wastin'. Hugs and Kisses, Rachel) So there is a very short list of places I do not want to go to. The Philippines is on that list. I was telling the girls at the Pod about the Great Moth Invasion at camp and one of the guys from Kramerica overheard and came out to tell us about this time on his mission to the Philippines after a monsoon flooded his apartment. He went downstairs to check out the damage and notices that the walls were moving. Every inch was covered in flying cockroaches the size of his fist. Bleh! And Ew! And Knights of Columbus! I realize that people - and particularly men - are prone to exaggerating tales from their missions but even so - pass.
4.) Happy Summer! Although I'm not such a fan of the heat of summer there is something very wonderful about the idea of summer. There are always more parties and more trips to the beach and more ice cream cones and more book reading and more general fun in the summer. Let's all enjoy a OtterPop in honor of it.
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You should mention to Flo about this. She loves you guys and she will probably talk to him. He should smoke out in the parking lot, and not in his balcony.
rachel, good luck with the chain smoker. we dealt with it by NEVER opening our doors or windows! he smokes all night long! and his wife claims that he doesn't smoke in the house but it came through our vents. we tried talking to them too. my suggestion, be a five year old and tell on him! he should really go behind the building.
I agree, tell Flo. I have no compassion for smokers that invade my space!
I love those pod banks. My Mom used to let me open the tube, and I was always so bummed when she was in to much of a hurry!
I have to tell you that all the banks around here have the tubes. Wanna come live here? You could just run out to the bank whenever you're feeling a little down.
I have thrown my dignity aside and now just ask for the suckers straight out. I find the hoping-the-teller-will-notice-my-kids-and-their-faces-lit-up-with-anticipation tactic doesn't always work and then I have to deal with the aftermath of disappointed preschoolers. Just ask for one. Who's to know you don't have any kids in the car with you? Wait. Do you have tinted windows?
Happy Summer? A happy summer would be living in Oregon again. I am so ready for summer to be over already! :)
Yet another reason you need to move to Ogden and be my neighbor. All the banks here still have drive-thru windows with the tubes and magical sucking machines. I love it. I think it's the overwhelming amount of small children here. They want to keep them out of their lobbies. And it works.
Happy summer to you, too! It finally decided to show its face around Utah, and I am loving every minute of it!
I say tattle on the smokers. We lived next to some in Vicksburg, and our clothes started smelling like their cigarette smoke. It is a nasty habit and you shouldn't have to suffer for their bad behavior.
When I had smokers next door who smoked on their balcony...I took the very passive agressive approach...If I had my window opened and they went out to smoke, I would get up, stomp (loudly) over to the window and slam it (loudly) shut...hoping they'd get the hint. They didn't.
I have to confirm the Philippines cockroach story. Not only did they fly, but Raid didn't work. Gross. Very gross.
Haki served his mission in the 'pines. I'm afraid his stories do not end with the 'roaches...oh contraire! I fear the worms (the kind that crawl up through the pores of your soles) oh-so-much-more. Full-time flip-flops = mission policy.
Wait a MINUTE! Are you in OGDEN, UTAH?? I passed through there and almost stayed at the Hampton Inn, but saw too many shady characters hanging out on the street and getting in and out of cars doing what looked like drug deals, so I went on ahead to Tremonton (sp?). Then on my way back through the area I stayed in Tremonton again. If I had known this was the home of Rachel of Rachel Says So, I wouldn't have been nearly as freaked out!
Also, we have the tubes at the banks in Austin too. Seems like where you are they might be moving backwards in the technology department.
Finally, the smoker thing sucks! My sister just rented her condo out to a woman who has suffered a stroke and gets around using a walker. For some reason we never added a clause in the lease about smoking, and she's smoking in the condo like a chimney. I guess it could be worth asking them nicely if they could do it elsewhere, but in the end, it's not really something they will feel like they have to do. So weird to me that people still smoke. Are they 100 years old? Who smokes anymore except old people who started in the 1960s, and have made it to their 90s and aren't afraid of dying?
Nope, not in Ogden. That's the Other Rachel, the Shorter Rachel, My Favorite Rachel, the Rachel Who By Her Very Nature Classes Odgen Up 100%. I'm in glorious and beautiful Upland, CA - Home of the Lemon Festival that Does Not Feature Lemons. If you ever decide to drive all the way out to the Pacific Ocean on Interstate 10 you'll drive through it. Or if you drive from Chicago to LA on Historic Route 66, my apartment is just a half a block north.
Oh geez. That's awkward. Got the 2 Rachels confused. My bad. I'll stop by your palce next time I'm in the area. Thanks! :)
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