Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Skint in the Credit Crunch
There are many occasions when I have been waiting in the queue to use a cash machine when the person in front receives the message that his / her account has dried up and the bank would not be doling out any more money. The look is one of dismay - the look of being a few pence away from hunger. The next step is this
The bank would not give me ten quid out of the cash machine, I did not have the fare to go the supermarket to use the coinstar machine. I had to charge up my Oyster card. Bloody hell, it was a huge job sifting the silver from the brown, I managed to pay for the three quid bus pass by a mixture of 5 and 10p pieces - this is a sure sign that one is impoverished. Oh the embarrassment.
The bank would not give me ten quid out of the cash machine, I did not have the fare to go the supermarket to use the coinstar machine. I had to charge up my Oyster card. Bloody hell, it was a huge job sifting the silver from the brown, I managed to pay for the three quid bus pass by a mixture of 5 and 10p pieces - this is a sure sign that one is impoverished. Oh the embarrassment.
Labels: cash machines, coinstar, credit, crunch, skint
