What I don't require from my bank tellers

Chatty-ness.

I had to take the deposit from the store to the bank yesterday and the whole time she was counting out the cash, my teller (v. cute young girl) kept asking me questions such as what I wanted to do this weekend. I could barely answer, so frozen with fear was I that she'd miscount the money.

I know these young people today can multi-task like crazy. But as an old person who can't use her TV remote unless a teenage son is present to do it for her, I would find it comforting if tellers just counted my money instead of connecting as a human being with me.

On the food front, I have decided that my husband and I are going to have a Hamburger Club. Every Friday night, we're gonna try a new place. And I'm gonna make up special little membership cards and invent a secret Hamburger Club Language and buy us some special de-coder rings. We ate at Smash Burger last night. I liked the special fries a lot.