posted on Jun, 20 2009 @ 07:07 AM
I hsd s rather lengthy transaction at a bank earlier, and at a branch of convenience for me where I had never been.
The teller was cold as ice and looked at me with dagger eyes while attempting to keep composed.
After about 15 minutes, I broke through her wall of resentmental body language and began a conversation telling my agenda which cuased me to commence
It was of casual interest and the insight seemed to melt her cold demeaner like jet fuel through a building column. (sarcasm for the comparison as you
hopefully can see).
By the way, she looked like a cross between Mrs. VanVilderbeast, a ficticious and horribly strict German school marm, and Mrs. Claus, with short
blonde hair and quite a set of headlights.
Soon, she totally lightened up and she exchanged a story, which was to enlighten me should I ever be in the situation she described, and
coincidentally, I happened to be trained in the knowledge that caused her dilema in her story, which lead to further discussion and attracted two
other bank employees as they overheard and were curious.
By the time all the t's were crossed and i's dotted, with a wave and a smile, I left, but not before wishing them all a great weekend. They all bid
me farewell and the cheshire smiles were evident that a better day would result for us all, and being Friday and mid morning, the day seemed to be
And guess what.
It felt good to bring some cheer to them, and they to myself.
Making the initial move was satisfying in the end.