The two women were relieved to see me remove my hat and sun glasses upon entering the bank. I can just imagine scenes of their training video playing in their head. They were confused, but later delighted, by my request for twelve-hundred pennies.
If you’re just joining my adventure, the pennies pertain to an unaccommodating event that occurred back in Golden City, MO. It cost me $10 to ship the $12 to cover the bill (but heck I saved that just by staying at a Motel 6 on their weekday rates). If you know me well, you’ll know that I will not miss a good opportunity to spice up life a little bit. Here’s to you small businesses of America!
I’ve enjoyed my ride around the city today. The one way streets are a stark contrast to some of the one lane roads I’ve been on that work both ways. When I graduate from college next year (knock on wood), I hope to find a job and a place to live that are within biking distance of each other. It’s a healthier, more environmentally and cost conscious, decision. Had you asked me about such a plan just a year ago, I would have told you I hadn’t given it any thought. Chalk another one up as serendipity.
I like taking it easy, but it’s only 1:30 pm Mountain Time and I’m already itching to go. My body needs the rest, so I’ll wait to scratch it until tomorrow. I’m going to see Horrible Bosses, and if that’s not enough, I’ll check out Transformers 3. That should keep me occupied.
Pueblo’s a nice city, I enjoy the layout and the weather. But just like everywhere else I’ve been so far, I’ve just got to tip my cap and say God Bless; I’m a rambling man.
