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Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Bank Tellers.

Bank tellers.... why?
(this was the best picture i could find..)
So I gave up with tellers. Having the bad experience of one at Zion's Bank. Very cute teller that flirted with me and asked for my number claiming he wanted to take me out to dinner.
well... he must have lost my number in the pile of other bank customers' numbers.
have you seen this movie?
Basically girls make up excuses for douche bags. Why didn't he call? Is he sick? Maybe he lost my number... What if I wrote down wrong? Maybe he called the wrong number.. Maybe he quit his job... Maybe his dog died..
Excuses.
We all do them. I certainly did... I waited... and waited some more. I didn't wanna go in to the bank again until I heard from him because I didn't want it to be awkward..
But one day I really had to go cash a check. He was there. Of course.
He casually (wasnt the one helping me that time) said "hey Vanessa, you haven't been in, in a while"
"yeah been busy.."
The End.
Literally 2 hours later he texts me. STILL HAD MY NUMBER. Notice.. this was about a month and a half after he asked for it. He says this:
"Hey It's me from the bank, i feel bad for never calling you, sorry."
DOUCHE.
I never texted back. Got a new phone, didn't save his number.
Anyway, I decided tellers were done with. I was done.

2nd part to this story.
I get an account at another bank. I go in and see a cute teller. again. why are all these tellers so good looking? sigh.. anyways, I think to myself NOTHING. I need not to notice any tellers anymore.
As special as they make you feel, what they ask to seem "interested" is what they ask every girl that comes in. 
So I meet this cute teller but think nothing of it. After about the third time going in, he calls me.
Did I give him my number?
NO!
But he did call me. Classier than the last bank douche. 
We have a date this week.
We'll see how it goes. He looks like a super nice guy. Goes to BYU... except..!!
He knew I was leaving in a few weeks for Disney..
I don't get it.
Anyway just had to let that out of me..
chauu.

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