The Bank
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I had a check for a good bit of money. I was broke, and needed to cash it. I spent the last of my money for gas in the car to go to the bank, which was 50 miles from my house. My youngest son came with me.They cashed it by giving me some dried up leaves with gold-ink writing on them saying the amount of money they were worth. I had a fit saying I needed some MONEY. The lady said I should be glad, that the leaves were special, that they were suitable for framing. No, I wanted money, I was making a scene and didn't care at all.
Ok, she took back the dry leaves, which crumbled as she touched them. She was gone and left me waiting. Came back with some other bullshit. Kept going and coming, supposedly talking to a manager or something.
Finally said I had to follow her across the street to their other building. My son couldn't come. He would wait in this building. This was around noon.
We went across the street where she talked to even bigger and more important managers, and I was left waiting and waiting. There were other customers in both buildings who were being waited on and leaving as I was put off.
The boss man said I should come in his office, and also called in another customer. I refused to do business with another customer there so he made me wait some more. Finally the bank was closing because it was 3pm and I hadn't received my money, and they had the check! I didn't even have money to buy dinner or get home. They rushed me and everyone out of the building at 3.
Then the lady who had been "helping" me was there with her daughter. I wanted to get my son since we were in a strange city and the building he had been waiting in was now closed. She said No. I insisted. She said No.
The dream ended with me still waiting on this money, and now wondering where my son was and if he was OK.
