Yesterday I wanted to send off an order for some stuff from a mail order house that requires that the order be accompanied by a check or money order.**Â If one uses a check, the order is not shipped until the check clears, but using a money order ensures that the items will be shipped on the day following receipt of the order.
Having purchased items from this place in the past,Â I would normally stop at the local 7-11 on my way to work and pick up a money order.Â Money orders at the 7-11 cost one dollar.Â However, yesterday morning I forgot to buy the money order at the 7-11, so during my lunch hour, I went to a snooty-looking suburban bank near my office, with an eye toward picking up the money order there and sending my order off in the afternoon.
A very pleasant young lady behind the counter asked, â€œMay I help you, sir?â€
â€œYes, please,â€ I replied.Â â€œIâ€™d like to buy a money order for three-hundred and twenty dollars, please.â€
â€œDo you have an ATM card, sir?â€
â€œNo,â€ I replied, wondering what the money order-relevance of the answer to that question might be.
â€œDo you have an account with us, sir?â€
Again, I replied, â€œNo, I do not,â€ as my bank is in the town where I live.Â I reached into my pocket and produced $350 in cash, and said, â€œI would like to buy the money order with cash.â€
The teller looked at me as if I were trying to hand her a turd, and, after an uncomfortable pause, said, Â â€œIn that case, the cost will be ten dollars.â€
Imagine the nerve of me, actually wanting to buy a money order with â€¦ well â€¦ MONEY?
I smiled, put the money back in my pocket and left the bank.Â I stopped off at the 7-11 on my way home and bought the money order for a buck.
Cash is still good at the 7-11.