The teller at my bank who usually can't be bothered to speak to me when I make a transaction suddenly had all the time in the world for me the other day when I deposited a five-figure check.
It was "Mr. This" and "Mr. That," "Happy Holidays, " and more.
What-EVER.
Friday, December 28, 2007
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