Showing posts with label tiaras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tiaras. Show all posts
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
Death of the Safe Deposit Box
When I was a kid I used to play at being a princess and being rich. I'd have jewels and wads of money and tiaras galore; precious things I would stash away at the bottom of my dress up box, next to the stethoscope and ballet shoes. As I got into my teens, I got a job and my money was stashed away in this handy thing called a bank account. The older I get the more I worry about where to keep my valuables, from important documents to family heirlooms (of which I actually own none.. yet) and that's when I remembered: the big banks offer these little boxes for rent that are just like mini vaults!! Not that I need one but I got to looking at which banks offer the best deal on the wonder known as a safe deposit box, only to find that actually, no one really offers this service any more.
Labels:
banks,
Day to Day,
dress up,
gangster,
life,
mafia,
mob,
mobster,
posh,
rich,
safety deposit box,
tiaras,
Tony Soprano,
valuables,
wealthy
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