The Manually Automatic Doors

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…

Bank Teller 4It wasn’t often that I was able to find something to laugh about while I was working as a bank teller. Not because funny things didn’t happen. Generally it was because I allowed my sour attitude to affect all aspects of my day.

But there was something that happened several times a day at the branch in which I worked. And it was pretty funny to watch. Well, it was funny when I actually witnessed it. Usually I missed it because I was facing away from the lobby. The curse of the drive through teller.

The entrance to our branch consisted of double doors made of mostly glass. On the outside, there were handles. To enter the building, one needed to pull them to open manually. To leave, one needed to push out.

Even though every person that came into the bank had to use their hands to pull the door open, something snapped in many of them while they were inside. They seemed to think that, during the five to ten minutes that they were in the building, our manual doors became automatic motion-sensing doors.

They approached the doors, and then they would just stand there. They looked at the doors, just expecting them to open up. A lot of the time, they would even wave their hands, hoping the extra movement would do the trick. I wanted to tell someone, just once, to stomp on the mat, just to make them think the sensor was under the floor. Not sure I could have gotten away with blatantly mocking a customer like that, though.

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