When I moved to Urbana I opened an account at BankChampaign. It had good interest rates. It had good customer service. I had my own personal banker. If I needed money all I needed to do was call and ask that someone bring it to my home that night. If I needed to make a deposit, I just sent it with my personal banker. It was great. But those days are over now. I've closed my accounts and have a personal banker no more. I hear that if you're rich, you get your own personal banker. I now have an ambition in life.
I love you BankChampaign (you know that means you, Monica).
3 comments:
Won't Peter bring you money?
Adam makes the money - after that it's my job. This works because I'm a scrooge.
I've noticed now that I'm no longer a personal banker I don't get called any more. Has my usefulness really ran out? And, can I give my boss your glowing testimonial?
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