Meet Heather Jetson...

I now know how paychecks and lollipops feel. I went to the bank the other day after lunch to get some Euros. SAIS has a lovely deal with the bank across the street that allows us to withdraw cash without any fees and with the actual exchange rate... which keeps getting better!


Upon entering the bank, I had to hit a button whereupon a little clear cylinder opened up which was just big enough for me and my purse... and perhaps a small dog. The door proceeded to slide closed behind me and I realizee I was in a giant version of the capsule you use at the drive-up when going to the bank. I don't see any doors and begin to wonder which direction I will go. Will the glass before me open, allowing me to enter into the bank, or will I be subject to an Augustus Gloop-esque fate ala Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory? The concept of being sucked into a world of chocolate did seem like a perferable alternative to going back to Italian lessons... however before I could contemplate my fate any further, the door opened and I made my transaction easily. However, I won't soon forget the sensation of feeling as though I would be whisked away...