By:Â Alexandra Campuzano, guest blogger
Late last week I walked into Subway craving a tuna sub with all the toppings.
As I bee-lined way to the order counter, I noticed one of my co-workers at a table neglecting her BMT (rude!). She was preoccupied and her forehead had those â€˜This does not look goodâ€™ wrinkles as she intently looked at her phone. I stopped by to say ‘hello’ and see if she was okay.
Turns out, she couldnâ€™t find her debit card.
Sheâ€™d looked everywhere.
So I asked her if she was Googling her banks number on her phone. [Read more...]