I had been saving up to buy a small, used, gas saving car. I knew if I found a good deal I would have to act fast and with cash in hand. I found one! yeah! a sweet deal, low mileage, good body condition, great gas mileage, I was the first one to call and the first one with cash in hand gets the goods. No problem, I have my savings, ready for action and just this very thing.
I went to the bank, no name mentioned but sounds like a beating of a cow, to get MY CASH, of course I have enough, I fill out the slip, greet the nice cashier, make small talk, and get refused MY MONEY. Oh, Hell No! I have more than ten thousand in my account, you won't give me ten thousand of my dollars? I was told they did not have the money, I was told the policy of the bank is no withdrawal of over three thousand a day. I was not going to let this car deal slip away, "call the manager" I need my ten grand today. The manager, was told my staory of going to buy a car and he or she, as the person did not even come out to the window, approved graciously five thousand dollars.
NO, I said "ten thousand dollars. I need ten thousand dollars today, in cash, of MY Money." This is my bank, not my parents house, you do not limit or choose what or how much I can have of MY Money.
Wham! Moo. like a cow in a corral I was shut out of getting my dineros. Money I thought was safe, and accesible.
My mattress is safer and more accesible than the bank of this country. But a pillow aint a check book, and my comforter aint a credit card. Hmm, banks and whole towns going bankrupt. I better get a mattress with a lock box.