The New Branch and Its Close Proximity to NC State

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…

For a month I had been with my new branch. One of my new manager’s selling points on having me move was the numerous attractive young women who were within walking distance due to the fact that they attended a certain North Carolina State University, which happened to be situated mere blocks from the bank. Well, in that first month, I had seen quite a few attractive young women. But there really had not been anyone that just blew my mind.

Until that special day…

Each day, sometime during that last hour of business, a local business owner came to the drive through to drop off his deposit. Usually it was the owner himself. Occasionally he would send one of his lackeys. Up until that point, I thought the only trusted lackey was this overweight kid with creepy glasses. I remember he drove a black compact car of some kind, but honestly, I think he would have looked more at home in a windowless, white van. I just knew I’d see him on the news after having gotten in trouble for offering candy to unsuspecting children. I know, I’m judging. Well, I’m about to judge again.

The New Branch - The MaskOn the day in question, the business owner sent a lackey that was a really hot girl. I won’t go crazy and say she was the hottest girl I’d ever seen. People who say that are almost always exaggerating. But it’s possible that she was the hottest girl I’d seen since working at that branch. At least, she would be until I encountered the Girl in the White SUV. She made a deposit for the business, so I didn’t even get her real name.

Not that I’d have done anything with it anyway.

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