Taking an SDB Tour
After stopping by Terror Mountain to collect my advent items, I decided to store
my newest possessions in my safety deposit box. The bank, quite used to the increased
traffic that occurs throughout the Month of Celebrating, had already designated
lines for entering your deposit box. That morning, the line wasn't too bad. I
dutifully stood in line with my pets, waiting for the bank to open. As I waited,
I examined my items again, wondering what I should keep and sell.
I reflected on my other Decembers in Neopia. As my pets chatted excitedly
about the upcoming holidays, I began wondering what advent items I still had
in my box. I realized that I had saved everything last year, in order to get
the coveted packrat avatar. Just as the line began moving, I thought about my
bank balance. While it was still pretty large, the balance grew rather slowly.
My shop, the main source of my income, had sold very little over the past few
And so it was that as I walked in the bank, I resolved not only to add to
my collection, but to look through all of my possessions stored there, deciding
if I could part with any of it. My decision had been made not a moment too soon,
because I was soon called forward by a friendly Usul banker.
She smiled as she spotted the items I carried. "Would you just like to deposit
these things, miss?"
"Actually, I'd like to visit my box. In person."
The Usul's smile lessened a little. "Would you like to search for something?"
"No. I'd like to look through it myself."
"Oh. Ok. Hold on one moment." She turned from the window, and found the nearest
petpet scurrying around that wasn't currying items back and forth between boxes
and tellers. "Beaker, this one wants a tour of her deposit box."
The small poppit stopped jumping for a second. "In person?"
"Yes. Can you please escort her?"
The little one began bouncing again. "Certainly."
After showing the petpet my ID card, my pets and I were ushered to a place
I hadn't visited in quite a while. We walked away from the tellers and long
lines of Neopians, toward the core of the bank's building, nearing the feature
of my bank account that I had grown to love - my deposit box.
The poppit checked my ID card again, then turned toward the box that I knew
was mine. Deftly, he entered in my PIN, and set the lock whirling. A robot petpet,
whose name I could never remember, was waiting at the door. Like the poppit,
it wore a small black vest, signaling he worked for the bank. The robot stared
at me and my pets, then whirred and beeped in response. Our presence could only
mean one thing. We were there for a tour.
The poppit left quickly, and the little robot closed the door behind us. The
room was very well lit, and I once again surveyed the items on the shelves.
There were many things here.
"How many items do I have?" I asked the small robot. The numbers below its
face whirred. Soon, I was staring at the answer. 327.
Jitterbug, my Aisha's Floud, began flying around the room. She laughed excitedly.
"Simon, can you find my toy?"
The little robot sped off down the hallway, and soon returned, bearing its
prize on its shoulders - a surfboard keyring that had been given to her by the
Tombola guy. She and Colleen, her owner, had begged me not to part with it.
I now remembered that Jitterbug had named our little robot helper that guarded
our box. She had decided that first day his name was Simon. It had been the
day Colleen had adopted her, and also the day Jitterbug received her gift from
"Do you mind being called Simon?" I asked the little robot. Once again, the
slots below his face whirred. This time, letters instead of numbers appeared.
I pulled out my notebook, and grabbed a pen that Simon offered me. It was
time to work.
Simon, myself, my pets, and even their pets took our time noting the names
of the items in our box. Our little helper grabbed all the items we decided
were junk. At last, we were finished. "We'll be back later," I assured Simon
as he let us out. "Thanks for your help!"
My pets and I spent most of the day over at the Shop Wizard, deciding the
value of things, and what we wanted to part with. By the day's end, we had made
another trip to the bank, and retrieved items that were put up for sale in our
shop. They sold very quickly. My pets were happy, their pets were happy, and
even our little robot guard was happy. And since I'd made a lot of Neopoints
in one day, I was extremely happy.
My safety deposit box now has some semblance of order. I know what I'm keeping,
what I'm selling, and what I just need to use (After all, those omelettes need
to be eaten eventually). Yet even after a long day of sorting, pricing, and
advertising, I was very satisfied. I had rediscovered an important aspect of
Neopia. My deposit box.
Since the bank offers an unlimited amount of storage space, many Neopians
keep the majority of their possessions locked away inside the bank's walls.
But the problem with unlimited storage is simple. The bank and its safety deposit
boxes may be limitless. However, our human brains are not. It is helpful to
clean out your safety deposit box every few months. Discard junk, sell valuables,
and arrange items that stay. Note what you're keeping them for.
Next time you're running low on Neopoints, and you're tired of waiting in
line at the arcade, head to the bank and take a tour of your safety deposit
box. Chances are, your bank balance will only improve, since you'll spot things
you've forgotten you were keeping. And the little robot guarding your box doesn't
get out too often. Be sure to bring them cookies, and thank them for watching
your things. Chances are, your Simon will appreciate it.