Stupid stupid TD Bank is so, so stupid.
That sentence is years of higher education in creative writing put to excellent use. However, no other word describes TD Bank as precisely as "stupid." Here's why:
Eddie and I were standing in line for the longest time as usual. They had two tellers and a long, long line and no one seemed to be moving. We'd already visited the coin machine and had our ticket. We weren't able to guess the amount of change within 1.99 so we didn't win a prize.
When we finally got up to the teller, Eddie said we're making a cash deposit. He had bills and he had dollar coins. She told us we need to use the machine for the dollar coins, too. I took the coins over to the machine. I had time to put them through because the bank has no machine counter, and that means the teller has to manually count all the dollar bills. There was even enough time for the machine to break down--as it always does--and to be fixed.
Because we'd separated the dollar coins from everything else, we knew exactly how much money was in the bag. So when Penny the Animated Blonde Girl at the Penny Arcade Machine asked if I'd like to take a guess as to how much money we had in coins, I entered the EXACT AMOUNT, which is well within 1.99 because it is EXACT.
Penny congratulated me as my ticket printed because I'd guessed the right amount. She told me that I would get a prize when I got to the teller.
I handed over the receipt to Eddie. I'm a winner! I said quite loudly so pretty much everyone in the bank hear me. He handed the receipt to the teller who had finally finished counting and seemed unimpressed with my winner-status.
She handed us a receipt of deposit.