In the world of banking, the people on the front lines of the industry are known as tellers. These are the people who are expected to help customers with all of their day to day banking needs. It is often a thankless and miserable position to hold. These are their stories. These are their legends…

It’s funny how some people tend to overreact whenever the powers that be show their faces. During one of our horrible weekly Monday morning meetings, the manager informed everyone in the branch that the area manage, and apparently that guy’s boss, would both be paying us a visit on Wednesday of that week.

So for the first half of the week, she was freaking out and had all of her employees walking on eggshells in preparation for a visit from two people who would only be in the building for ten minutes.

All that Wednesday morning, we kept getting updates from the manager. “They’re on their way, unless they stop somewhere else first.” Glad she was able to make that as vague as possible.

My lunch hour finally rolled around at noon. I was pulling out of the parking lot as those powers that be were walking into the branch. As I drove away I couldn’t help but laugh. All that prepping and I wouldn’t have to deal with my boss’s bosses.

After lunch, I returned to find out that those folks were, in fact, only there for ten minutes. They never spoke to any of the tellers about any of the things that our manager prepared us for. They never even approached the teller line at all. What a waste of time and energy.