Needed to see my bank so I took a leisurely walk there in the lovely, crisp weather. Arrived quarter past three. And apparently banks live by the very same dated, absurd agenda as they did hundreds of years ago. According to bank people, they don't need to work regular* hours, o nooo! How would that work.
I get eerie chills just thinking about it.
*Nothing insane here, just normal, healthy decent hours. Like you and I.
Showing posts with label bank account. Show all posts
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Friday, February 27, 2009
Friday, May 30, 2008
Spectacle in the bank
We just opened our first Chinese bank accounts. And it was exciting.
We could only submit to the performance of pondering stamps shattered through the place like a symphony of poorly played drums.
It was grand and I wanted to take pictures or document it in some way.
But don’t want to be conceived as the troublemaker.
Like the mute spectators we yield into act as, we witnessed entire forests vanishing before our eyes as every single piece of paper from the bank was signed.
Exhausted, I was happy Louise had taken the part as ambassador of our Swedish team. Doing it right for both of us.
Then it was my turn.
We could only submit to the performance of pondering stamps shattered through the place like a symphony of poorly played drums.
It was grand and I wanted to take pictures or document it in some way.
But don’t want to be conceived as the troublemaker.
Like the mute spectators we yield into act as, we witnessed entire forests vanishing before our eyes as every single piece of paper from the bank was signed.
Exhausted, I was happy Louise had taken the part as ambassador of our Swedish team. Doing it right for both of us.
Then it was my turn.
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