I Suck At Boston Pizza Company

My office closed early on Wednesday for Thanksgiving. So with the additional time, I decided to run some errands with my mother who was down to babysit my daughter (Briana). The errand at hand: making a simple bank deposit.

Some of my friends still make fun of me for actually going to the bank to make deposits. I am not sure when the last time was for my friends in which they actually interacted with a bank teller. They seem to prefer the electronic method of depositing additional funds. For me, I actually enjoy seeing the familiar faces at my local bank. I think my enjoyment stems from my past experience working as a bank teller and occasionally singing the chorus to that Melissa Etheridge song, "Come to My Window".

Anyway, after eating leftover pizza from the Boston Pizza Company, my mother and I headed off to my local bank. By the way, I suck at Boston Pizza Company. I have actually never been there. The first time was on Tuesday at my favorite sister-in-law's (Janine).

The pizza was pretty good. I would definitely eat there again. Heck, I devoured the leftovers, so it had to be good. For anyone curious, my mother enjoyed the pizza too. It has been a while since she has eaten restaurant pizza as my dad prefers the frozen pizza found at the local grocery store. Sad, I know.

After making my deposit, my mother also asked that I show her how to use the ATM. My mother has never used the automated teller machine (ATM) before. She recently got her bank ATM card, complete with PIN number, and was pretty excited about using it. Naturally, being the favorite son (and the only local son), I was asked to show her how to use it.

Needless to say, showing my mother how to use an ATM was an interesting experience. I first walked her through the steps as I made an ATM cash withdrawal. After my withdrawal, I had my mother attempt one.

I don't know how much more I can explain to my mother about how to use an ATM. To me, it is simply read the screen and select the appropriate button that lines up with the choice.

Well, her first try didn't go too well. She withdrew the incorrect amount. Well, technically speaking, her first try resulted in an invalid PIN combination. Her actual withdrawal was for the wrong amount, to which she asked me how come she got the wrong amount.

Naturally, I could only shake my head in frustration. I had her run through the process again, making sure she read everything on the screen before selecting a choice. Don't get me wrong. I love my mom. She does, however, drive me nuts at times. The ATM experience may have been one of those times. Eventually, my mother withdrew the correct amount that she wanted to.

Later that night, Karen, Briana, and I headed over to my friends' (Marc and Kelley). Joining us for the night was our friend (Andrea) who recently moved into her new place. To say that Andrea is excited about her new place is an understatement. Andrea is absolutely thrilled about owning her own place and living by herself. I myself can't wait to see her new place.

Needless to say, we spent the night hanging out and having some fun while watching Punkin Chunkin. It was a good way to end the day.