I’m a little late this year and, as a result, the cards and letters have been pouring in wondering about my message to the graduating class of 2011. As you know, I like to tell it like it is.
There are thousands of consumers in our region who are getting ready to change financial institutions. The reason is fairly simple: the value of their current banking relationship is like the Cubs. That is to say – not worth much in exceeding expectations.
It was late in 1983 when Michael Jackson introduced us to zombies through the epic music video “Thriller.” A zombie by definition is a “reanimated corpse,” i.e. a dead person that functions as if they are alive. Chances are you have some of these where you work – especially on Mondays! Anyway…the King of Pop’s video masterpiece was my first real introduction to this whole zombie thing, and I have to tell you, it creeped me out big time. Embarrassingly so, I must admit that up until “Thriller,” I knew more about Shirley Temple and the “Good Ship Lollipop” than the voodoo world filled with zombies.
Have I ever told you about my dog? Lucky is his name. As a puppy, we rescued him from an animal shelter – the name seemed appropriate. To call him a mutt is probably giving mutts everywhere a bad name. What breed is considered to be the smartest dog? Lucky is at the opposite end of the meter. His resume of tricks includes…let’s see…er…none. We were asked to leave obedience training. You get the idea. This pitiful pooch has little to no redeeming value, unless of course you consider that he loves me unconditionally. At that point, his value skyrockets.