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…
I’ve written about the Girl in the White SUV and how she would come to my drive through window every now and again. It seemed that she could go several weeks without putting in an appearance, but then she would make up for it by driving through once a day for roughly a week. I liked to believe that she was making up for the time lost.
That’s sort of what happened over the course of a few days during my banking tenure. I was certain that I hadn’t seen she-who-shall-not-be-named for months. Then, on a fateful Friday, I saw her car pull up and I had to force myself to contain my excitement. Okay, I didn’t have to force myself too much. I am the picture of calm under pressure. Unless I get really irritated, but even then I’m able to keep a lid on things in front of people. And, as a bank teller, I always waited until customers were out of earshot before I began screaming and kicking things. Anyway, she had no idea the joy that was just under the surface.To top it off, she came by the bank again the following Monday. I couldn’t believe it. Two business days in a row when I hadn’t seen her in so long. I saw that white SUV pull into view and the stress of the previous hours just melted away. And then I saw her sitting behind the wheel. I know this is entirely superficial, but as good as she had looked when I saw her Friday, she looked exponentially better that Monday. I wouldn’t have thought hot to be a strong enough word.
She came by that following Tuesday, as well. But I was at lunch that day. So I missed her third visit. Ryan, who was the new assistant branch manager at the time, came back to the break room to brag that he had seen her and I hadn’t. I’m not sure I appreciated that. In fact, he’s probably lucky he didn’t get punched in the face. After all, my temper was quite bad when I worked for the bank. But, you know, it was all okay. I’d like to think that she was disappointed that I wasn’t there behind two inches of glass when she drove by. According to April, a fellow teller, you-know-who did not take off her sunglasses. That was one of her usual moves when I spoke to her. Coincidence? April also mentioned that she did not make eye contact as much as she usually did. Again, coincidence?I liked to daydream about the Girl in the White SUV. I imagined that she would drive by some day and invite me to lunch. At that point, of course, I would have had to inform my manager that I quit. I would have had to just walk out on my job. When I informed Ryan about that possible future event, he told me that if I didn’t quit for that very reason, he would fire me. It’s good that someone else in the branch understood just how amazingly gorgeous this woman was.
I mean, really, how superficial was Bank Teller Aaron?