I'm in Line at the Bank...

...when the door flies open and a shrill voice breaks the library like silence maintained by the numerous people waiting in line.

Lady Incapable of a Normal Inside Voice: DO YOU HAVE A PHONE BOOK?

Overwhelmed Bank tellers:(in panicked unison) Um....no...(eyes dart frantically at possible phonebook locations) No. We don’t have a phone book.

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LIoaNIV: MY CAR BROKE DOWN AND I NEED THE NUMBER FOR THE CHRYSLER DEALER ON REDACTED STREET.

All parties exchange a look of befuddlement.

Me: It’s right there.(points to massive building across street)

Lady Suddenly Capable of a Maintaining the Projection of Her Voice at an Acceptable Level: Uh...oh....thanks.

As I leave the bank I see her walking directly into the service bay instead of using the front entrance.

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