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I went into the Bank on Saturday
to perform some small
business style commerce. I had a rather large
deposit of checks. While I stood in line I
overheard someone at the drive through say through the
intercom: "You sent me cash back - I didn't have any
cash coming back".
Now this got my attention.
The guy working the drive thru said back to the customer
"just send it back, sorry about that". He then
took that cash and put it in a different carrier and
sent it through the tube and said "Thanks, have a nice
day". The young lady next to him wrinkled her nose
at him and he replied with the same.
Not a word of "I cant believe
that I did that" or "wow, that was close". Just a
LOL nose wrinkle. I looked around to see if there
was some older man or woman who looked like they were in
charge. You know, a school secretary with glasses
on a neck chain or some Mr. Mooney looking older man who
was about to yell "Mrs. Carmichael!"
Nobody. Just a pack of 20
somethings like a sorority mixer was about to bust out.
Thin, young women - quaffed and made up. Young men
- in ties with a hint of leftover adolescent acne.
The whole scene made me feel like if I had been drunk,
and passed out on one of the uncomfortable loveseats in
the lobby, that when I came to someone would have had
drawn a penis on my forehead with a Sharpie.
I thought "am I getting that
old?" or maybe that is just a very youthful looking crew
who staffs my bank on Saturday morning. My guess
is that it is a bit of both.
Now stay off my lawn.
DOB 03/29/12 |
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