Cardless people get a lot of them!
My wallet seriously weighs like 5 lbs right now. And of course, while paying for coffee today- I decided to unload some of my change and commenced digging through my purse to find 78 cents… the woman behind me audibly sighed as I searched for the last dime. Note to self: figure out some change organization system.
Day 2 of my cardless adventure is going pretty well, considering. I don’t actually have a bank in Boston because of a bad breakup with Bank of America. It was a toxic relationship. I had to walk away… even if it meant not having ATM options around. Which makes this exercise that much more real for me… for the purposes of this week- I am sort of unbanked. Knowing my luck, and kind of hoping I would be forced to be really hardcore by going cardless, I took out about $200 from my bank while visiting family in Kentucky over spring break.
Aside from being painfully aware of the amount of money leaving my wallet, the cash-only hasn’t been too difficult thus far. Save one thing: public transportation. I have a car. And have, in as many days, opted to drive and park twice instead of taking the bus because of the intense anxiety I have about figuring out bus fare without my Charlie Card.
Is that rational? No- especially given Bostonians’ notorious road manners. But if the woman behind me sighs because I am delaying her coffee by 30 seconds at 1pm on a Sunday, I can only imagine what MBTA’s patrons will do while I’m fumbling through my unorganized change purse…