I was talking with some friends recently and it came up that I still write checks. Lots and lots of checks. I even write checks to pay for groceries, which I’m told makes me appear ancient and drastically out of touch. I tried to argue with the folks, who are my age, who let me in on this news. But I have to admit, the only people I see writing checks in line at the grocery store are people who ain’t young. Bad grammar, but you get my point.
So, I’m going to get a debit card. I might be the last person on earth to get a debit card, except for those older folks ahead of me in line at the grocery store. I’m excited about all of the possibilities with a debit card, but a little concerned that I’ll pull it out with so much regularity that I will wind up with no money in my account. But I’m a good money manager, so that shouldn’t be a problem.
Anyway, really looking forward to the Sheryl Crow show tomorrow night at Century II. I wonder when Ms. Crow will arrive in our fair city? Where will she stay? What will she do? If you happen to know the answers to any of those questions (perhaps you work in a hotel, a restaurant, etc., or you’re a stalker) please let me know. I’m curious.
More soon.