oh the bank.
am I the only one that finds their branch full of characters. stand in line, on the Tuesday after a long weekend and you will see what I mean.
now, first things first, as I approached the door an older lady was walking to the door as well. I opened the door for her as I believe we don't respect our elders enough, I gave myself a mental pat on the back....she proceeds to walk in the branch, and doesn't even say thank you???!?!?! what is this? now she was slow slow moving before walking into the branch, but after walking in, she madly dashed in a "chariots of fire" manner to enter the line before me. now if she had the decency to say thank you I would have been ok with this. but come on....shouldn't the elderly be respecting the modern day 30 something girl? and at least say thank you!
well I am not going to let that ruin my day. things are going good today, up on time, getting things done....the line slowly moves along. there are always the "manager" types at the bank, probably more managers than non managers. and these managers always just sort of stand there. HELLO! maybe you could help out? lead by example, step in and help the clients, or just standing there is essential to the branch operations?
oh look....there is the account manager I dealt with last time I set up some new accounts, I zoom in for some eye contact...I have been banking here for several years, she will at least nod hello won't she? no, she chooses to stare right at me like she has never seen me before! imagine! the nerve!! see here is the thing, we think that the banks today know us, and will do special things for us...that may have been the case in the 1940's and 1950's but today we are only an account number, pay your bills and keep things in check and things will be just fine. have a bad month, need a break too bad. no special treatment. don't be expecting a hello. it doesn't happen anymore.
well now I am the next in line, on "deck"...how exciting! I watch as some poor guy gets treated like a criminal because he wants to cash a cheque. the teller pretends to be quiet but we can all hear what is going on, his dignity stripped away from him in front of everyone.
I look at the free teller and I know I am in trouble...see her and I don't see eye to eye. there was an incident a while back, and no it wasn't the SWINE FLU sneezing on my cheque incident....that was another teller. between you and I she has an attitude problem, I begin breathing in and out and putting on my happy face, she stares at me, I stare at her, she doesn't want to help me, she chooses to pull some paperwork out and begin working on it. Hello? there are like 48 people in line...is this the time to start pretending to read some numbers? she waits it out but no one else is calling me over...she gets up and pretends to need some rubber bands...and our stand off is in full force. several minutes go by and eventually another teller calls me over, relief is in the air.
oh and nice timing for attitude problem teller to be free as well and able to help the next client.
question, next time do I confront her? I could see it going down in this manner:
"Listen, I know we have had our differences.....can we start fresh?"
no, too cheezy....
OR
"How do you enjoy your job here at the bank?"
OR
"Can't we just be friends? I have missed you!"
I don't know, open to suggestions. Is it just me?
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