ent to the bank with grandma today. Nothing terribly exciting about that unless you note the differences between banks here and banks in Idaho.
In Idaho, everything is open. There is no security glass, no extra cameras. At the bank today, the tellers were behind Lexan (or some other shatter-resistant plastic), you slid your papers through a slot and when you completed your transaction, they took your picture.
I don't know how many of the banks are like this; we were at the Wells Fargo at the El Cerrito Plaza. Not a horrible area, but I can only guess the security was a result of repeated robberies -- or an attempt to prevent them.
Regardless, people here don't think twice. In that sense, we're awfully sheltered back in Idaho. It's a good thing and a bad thing... good because the crime rate isn't that high where we have to take those sorts of precautions, bad because we're naive and trusting.
So yeah. I guess it's more proof that Boise is a small town, despite its big-city ambitions. People should be careful what they wish for.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
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