Rich Hartford
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What a week I had. Only recovered 11 halves. Here is the icing on the cake
I go into a bank asking for halves from an elderly teller who looks as if she has one foot in the grave. "I've got a Kennedy" she says. I take it,and it's clad. As I'm about to leave this teller tells me that she has $440.00 in the vault and that they are NOT Kennedys. I told her that I would take them. As I'm waiting for her I had visions of walkers,franklins, and suger plums dancing around in my head. I buy them and she gives me an evil grin. At that point I knew I had been taken. I should have thought "How does she know they are not Kennedys"?
Anyway they turned out to be clad.
Wednesday I go into a bank and ask for halves and the teller says she has a bunch of silver ones. She takes about 30 1964's out of her draw goes into the vault and comes out with a $380.00 bag of what appears to be mostly silver and places it on the counter. She asks me if I have an account and with an air of confidence I lie and tell her that I do. Then she wants my name to enter into the computer. I tried to play it off that there must be some kind of mistake when they uncovered the fact that I did not have an account. The bottom line was, no account,no coin. I should have been embarrassed, mortified even. But I'm a hardcore silver harvester that knows no shame.
Determined to get that coin I call my son Scooba Steve. Tell him to open an account at the bank and grab that silver. Steve makes an appointment to open an account . As he is filling out the paperwork he asks if they have any half dollars and the teller tells him that they have a bunch of them, and most are old silver ones. She says that she will get them for him, and brings them out.
Steve, gives her the application and she tells him,"sorry, you can't open an account with us unless you live in the county," WTF ! Foiled again.
Yesterday I go to a bank where the manager gives me a small bag every month or so. It's always got some silver. But that day they had none. So she tells me that she will call another branch. The other branch has a bag still on the machine with $947.00 in it,not quite full. So the manager explains how to clear and reset the machine so that she can sell me the bag. She then says that she is sending over a customer to pick it up.
So I go there and tell this stone faced teller that I'm here to pick up the bag. She tells me that she can't sell me a bag. I tell her that so and so just called and sent me over to pick it up. She gets all PO'ed and tells the manager who says that she will give me the bag as soon as she is done with Dunbar. So I'm waiting and hatchet face goes back into the vault to have a conversation with the vault teller. The vault teller comes out and tells me that she is having trouble clearing the bag. I tell her to hit the reset button twice and it will clear. (I overheard the conversation between my bank and this teller. She says that she will try it again. Hatchet face in the meantime goes back into the vault. One of the young tellers who knows whats going on, gives me a heads up and says that Miss ugly wants to search the bag for silver.
Now 20 minutes have passed. The vault teller comes out and says that she cannot clear the bag but if I give her my number she will call me when she clears it. I told her thanks but don't bother, and left.
No big deal. I still have time to do some hunting.
Could not get a single half. So I pick up 1500.00 in quarters and 500.00 in dimes.
The results= 2 Rosies
On a good note I did open an account with five coinstars.
I go into a bank asking for halves from an elderly teller who looks as if she has one foot in the grave. "I've got a Kennedy" she says. I take it,and it's clad. As I'm about to leave this teller tells me that she has $440.00 in the vault and that they are NOT Kennedys. I told her that I would take them. As I'm waiting for her I had visions of walkers,franklins, and suger plums dancing around in my head. I buy them and she gives me an evil grin. At that point I knew I had been taken. I should have thought "How does she know they are not Kennedys"?
Anyway they turned out to be clad.
Wednesday I go into a bank and ask for halves and the teller says she has a bunch of silver ones. She takes about 30 1964's out of her draw goes into the vault and comes out with a $380.00 bag of what appears to be mostly silver and places it on the counter. She asks me if I have an account and with an air of confidence I lie and tell her that I do. Then she wants my name to enter into the computer. I tried to play it off that there must be some kind of mistake when they uncovered the fact that I did not have an account. The bottom line was, no account,no coin. I should have been embarrassed, mortified even. But I'm a hardcore silver harvester that knows no shame.
Determined to get that coin I call my son Scooba Steve. Tell him to open an account at the bank and grab that silver. Steve makes an appointment to open an account . As he is filling out the paperwork he asks if they have any half dollars and the teller tells him that they have a bunch of them, and most are old silver ones. She says that she will get them for him, and brings them out.
Steve, gives her the application and she tells him,"sorry, you can't open an account with us unless you live in the county," WTF ! Foiled again.
Yesterday I go to a bank where the manager gives me a small bag every month or so. It's always got some silver. But that day they had none. So she tells me that she will call another branch. The other branch has a bag still on the machine with $947.00 in it,not quite full. So the manager explains how to clear and reset the machine so that she can sell me the bag. She then says that she is sending over a customer to pick it up.
So I go there and tell this stone faced teller that I'm here to pick up the bag. She tells me that she can't sell me a bag. I tell her that so and so just called and sent me over to pick it up. She gets all PO'ed and tells the manager who says that she will give me the bag as soon as she is done with Dunbar. So I'm waiting and hatchet face goes back into the vault to have a conversation with the vault teller. The vault teller comes out and tells me that she is having trouble clearing the bag. I tell her to hit the reset button twice and it will clear. (I overheard the conversation between my bank and this teller. She says that she will try it again. Hatchet face in the meantime goes back into the vault. One of the young tellers who knows whats going on, gives me a heads up and says that Miss ugly wants to search the bag for silver.
Now 20 minutes have passed. The vault teller comes out and says that she cannot clear the bag but if I give her my number she will call me when she clears it. I told her thanks but don't bother, and left.
No big deal. I still have time to do some hunting.
Could not get a single half. So I pick up 1500.00 in quarters and 500.00 in dimes.
The results= 2 Rosies
On a good note I did open an account with five coinstars.
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