I’ve been hoarding pennies.
In a Ziploc baggie. That occupied space on a shelf in our office.
A few weeks ago, I shuttled them to work. My plan was to deposit them at the nearest bank. But then I remembered you have to roll coins.
And that my bank would only accept rolled pennies.
So I went to Dollarama. They had rolls for nickels, dimes, quarters and loonies. But no pennies.
I wasn’t in the mood to order penny rolls or find another store that sold ’em.
Resigned, I left the pennies huddled in my drawer. But yesterday I went to the bank and detailed my dilemma.
The teller wandered over to a desk to fetch a solution.
14 penny rolls.
I appreciate that. Even if what I wanted to hear was, “Bring us your pennies. We’ll take care of it.”
Sometimes the extra mile in customer service is a tough sell.
But it might have gone a long way.
Now that I’ve rolled these pennies, it’s time to collect.
$7.27 here I come.