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During my lunch break I went to the main library to try and find "investing for dummies" books. Alas, and of course, they were all uni-level books and far beyond me, but I'd forgotten how much joyous contentment there is in just being surrounded by that many books, on that many topics. It makes me want to go library surfing as Inga Musico described in Cunt.
Post-library, I walked briskly up to the funky cafe near the bank, and impulse bought a large fruit salad as my entire lunch. Ridiculously expensive, and not at all filling, but the sweet fruit and the tart yogurt was (and is, because I'm still eating it) heavenly.
Then it was sitting and eating in the bank, and talking to a lovely woman about setting up saving accounts.
Me: So, this 8% interest account, what's the catch?
Her: Oh, no catches.
[later in the conversation]
Her: ...and if you want to reopen the account at the end of the year, the maximum opening balance will of course be $500, like when you originally opened it.
Me: a-HA, there's the catch...
So now I have multiple options for saving accounts with BankWank, a correspondingly tall tower of paperwork to mull over, and I'm posting fast in the hope my boss doesn't notice me actively slacking off.
Post-library, I walked briskly up to the funky cafe near the bank, and impulse bought a large fruit salad as my entire lunch. Ridiculously expensive, and not at all filling, but the sweet fruit and the tart yogurt was (and is, because I'm still eating it) heavenly.
Then it was sitting and eating in the bank, and talking to a lovely woman about setting up saving accounts.
Me: So, this 8% interest account, what's the catch?
Her: Oh, no catches.
[later in the conversation]
Her: ...and if you want to reopen the account at the end of the year, the maximum opening balance will of course be $500, like when you originally opened it.
Me: a-HA, there's the catch...
So now I have multiple options for saving accounts with BankWank, a correspondingly tall tower of paperwork to mull over, and I'm posting fast in the hope my boss doesn't notice me actively slacking off.