Just down the street from where I live, there is an ATM for First National Bank. This normally would not seem like anything of significance to blog about, and I would have to agree with you, but apparently First National Bank feels like their ATM is a pretty effin big deal.
Normally, I am a big fan of ATM's. They provide me with a fast and customer service free way of aquiring my money for personal use. My only qualm is that if it is not a Wells Fargo bank, they charge me my first born in order to get my money, but that is not the point.
This quite special ATM is located in a field, again, not too special, but in this field, there is also a special parking lot just for the ATM. Nothing else. There is nothing else there for it to require a parking lot. Or anything of the sort. Its an ATM, just stick it on the side of the Walgreens and we are all happy! - what if someone from Walgreens who also happens to have FNB(I'm abbreviating for my fingers purposes) says, "hey ya know what, since I have now aquired this milk for my delicious cereal, I would now like to replenish my supply of cash." Yet this happy unsuspecting citizen would walk out the door of that store only to be vastly disappointed. Because not only would they have to trek across a street and a field to get to their source of moolaa, they would have to do it where everyone and their friendly neightborhood gang members would see them. If thats not a big "Rob Me" sign, then I dont know what is.
My point of this entire blog entry here, is just the question why. Why FNB? Why would an ATM require a parking lot or something akin to it? I dont understand this logic. I want to get in the minds of the people responsible. Was this their brainstorming session?...
"Ok, so lets say some people are thinking about getting some cash, so they go to our ATM. But then, people are naturally followers and if they see, they do. So now we have more people suddenly realizing that their wallets are too light!! What should we do to accomodate this mass riot of a cash grabbing experience?!!" .... we would then hear crickets as those in charge scratch their heads in puzzlement.
Then, like a lighthouse during a hurricane, the janitor says, "put in a parking lot?"