By: Shannon Ralph
I had to go to the bank yesterday. I don’t remember the last time I was in the drive-thru at the bank. My paychecks are direct deposited. I do most of my banking online. I simply don’t have reason to go to the bank very often. Yesterday, however, I had a check from my insurance company I needed to deposit, so the kids and I piled into the car and headed to our local branch of USBank.
As is their usual protocol, the kids were talking entire too loudly in the backseat of the car. Despite my numerous threats of bodily harm, they were not keeping their hands to themselves. “She touched me!” “He licked me!” “She looked at me!” “He pinched me!” Grievances were being tossed around like beach balls. Apparently, the woman in the teller window noticed that I had children —they’re really impossible to miss when in howler monkey mode— and decided to give us a little treat. Imagine my surprise when I opened the plastic tube and out toppled six Dum-Dum suckers. Do banks really still give out suckers? It had been months since I had been to the bank, and probably years since I had been with my children. I assumed the issuing of suckers went away with tight-rolled jeans and the Rubik’s cube. I guess I was wrong.
I remember going to the bank with my mom as a child. We were at the bank considerably more often than I am today. Four kids crammed into a Chevette praying quietly that there would be no root beer suckers in our stash. Come on lady…give me watermelon! It’s refreshing to see that some things never change. This time, however, it was three kids crammed into the back of a Camry. But the response was the same. You would have thought I handed each of my children a hundred dollar bill when I tossed the six suckers in the back seat. Instantly, the howler monkeys disappeared. They were replaced by excited children swapping licks of their chosen suckers. Giggly children with a sucker in each hand. Two-fisted lollipop lickers.
And yes, some things always remain the same. There was a root beer sucker among the mix.