i told my wife that morning, "this kind of sucks, because everyone at the bank is going to think i'm going to a strip club with all these $1s."
sure enough, i told the teller how many $1s i wanted and she responded "and you want it all in $1s?"
"yes ma'am."
"well, we know where you're going with these!"
i mean, i didn't think they were allowed to judge you at the bank?
or, put it this way - i figured they would all be thinking that but surely no one would say it. but there it is... outright judgment.
i kindly assured her that i wasn't going to a strip club :)
and furthermore, although i have never been to a strip club, my guess is that there aren't many open for business at 9AM.
maybe there aren't many places left in the world where you can go and not be judged (outwardly or secretly).
i'm stoked to be a part of creating one such place, though
