Memorable Experience In A Bank Last year, I went to the bank to open an account. I took a number and waited my turn. On my turn, I sat across from the teller and she required my ID card. It was then I noticed I didn’t bring the ID on me. I was embarrassed and rooting through my bag, but nowhere. Finally, I had no choice but to come back the next day. After that incident, I check if I have my identification card when I go to banks.