To preface this, for my new position I need to get a background check done. The person in charge of my application is nice, but a bit of a stickler for more old fashioned methods - i.e. using hard copies and mailing things in. As part of this, I needed to go to my local police department to get my fingerprints taken even though I’d already gotten them taken digitally.
It took a while for everything to be ready in order for me to even go do this. First, my HR person had to mail me the fingerprint cards three times before I finally received one set. Second, the local police department only offers fingerprint services three days a week for a short two hour window.
Today, it felt like my stars had finally aligned. I had my fingerprint cards and the police department was open. I made my way over, and the first hiccup happened as I waited in line for my turn. The receptionist told a man ahead of me that they didn’t accept $100 bills. My heart sank, because I only had a $100 bill. (Honestly, that $100 bill was all the cash that I had anywhere. It was the last of what cash my family gave me before I left home. I just don’t deal with it in this world of credit!) I waited until it was my turn and doublechecked that they indeed do not take $100s. They don’t. The receptionist kindly pointed me to the atm they had downstairs.
At this point, you’d think it’d be a simple matter to go and withdraw some cash. But nope. Not for me. Because I had long ago forgotten the PINs to both my debit and credit cards. So, after a few futile attempts with the atm, I went across the street to where my cell phone was. (Oh, right - I had to pay to use a locker to store my cell phone, since those and all other electronics are not allowed inside the courthouse. I had to ask a kind stranger for a quarter.) I got my cell phone and then called my bank. After waiting 20 or so minutes in the cold, I managed to reach a customer service representative, who told me that they would mail me my PIN reminder and it should arrive in 5 to 7 business days. Which was nice, but wasn’t the most helpful in my situation.
Then I had a (tiny) stroke of genius. While waiting to talk to someone at the bank, I was sitting directly across from a Subway. While wondering why the Hunger Games was having a promotion with Subway, it occurred to me that I could buy something at Subway and get change that way! So I ventured in, and awkwardly asked the ladies inside if they take $100s. (Some places don’t take $50s, let alone $100s.) This was a bit complicated by the fact that the ladies didn’t speak much English, but they managed to tell me that if I bought something they’d have to take it. So, one 6-inch sub and a bag of chips later, I had my money. Although they spent a longer-than-usual amount of time checking the bill. Can’t say I blame them. Then I “triumphantly” went and got my fingerprints taken.
This whole thing took me two hours. But at least it’s over! For now - we’ll see if I ever get this background check done.