I’m at our local Washington Mutual. It’s lunchtime. There are nine available windows, but only two bank tellers. Forty-eight people wait ahead of me. I assume this is normal. I deposit money so infrequently that I have to ask, “Do I still have an account here?” While waiting in line, the obvious question comes to mind. “Why are Krispy Kreme Doughnuts so delicious?” A woman in line ahead of me asks, “Are you depositing money?” “Are you serious,” I ask. Maybe it was the money and deposit slip in my hand, accompanied by my presence in line, but this lady had me pegged.
After waiting in line for a few minutes I look over to see a man sitting in a chair wearing sunglasses. Looking in my direction, he mouths the words, “I love you.” I look behind me, but there is no one there. I figure I’ve got a few options, but I don’t like any of them. I mouth back the words….”thank you.” Suddenly, I hear feet shuffling behind me. I turn and look down to see the man’s four year old daughter standing in line behind me. Close call. I proceed with my deposit, strangely disappointed.
Perhaps I’m over-thinking this, but at lunchtime and on paydays, maybe there should be more tellers at the windows. Lunchtime ON A PAYDAY is the perfect storm. You definitely need more people then. And maybe you shouldn’t wear sunglasses indoors. It can really mess with a person’s head.
Question of the day: What do you think about while waiting in line?