Since I have rather relentlessly poked fun at my local bank branch recently, I’d like to take a moment to share the best banking experience I have ever had. Also, in all fairness, I’d like to mention that after I posted that earlier article and printed it out to share with my favourite bank teller — who, in turn, shared it with all of her co-workers — the bank has ceased its lobby ambush practice. Quite decent of them, I say. That and I am sincerely relieved that those lovely ladies appreciated my intended humour.

One of the things I truly enjoy about my bank branch is how laid-back and friendly the tellers are. It is standard practice for them to hold lengthy catch-up conversations with each and every customer. There is rarely more than 1 or 2 people queueing up, and thus far nobody has objected to waiting an extra minute or three while the conversation at the counter runs its course. I happen to find this to be quite quaint — it’s a sort of 5-minute therapy session. Since I’m an unemployed deadbeat in no particular rush, I have come to relish this local custom. Well that and the fact that my favourite teller is from California so we keep finding bits n’bobs in common to gossip about. My bank appears to have a pretty strict hiring policy — ALL of their employee chicks are really attractive! I know I shouldn’t call them ‘chicks’, it’s sexist and broads hate that, but really it’s the bank that is being sexist by only hiring good-looking babes, so don’t blame me Judgey von Judgerstein.

Imagine my sheer delight when I walked into the bank recently and found this customer in front of me:

After all the ongoing misery of dealing with my neighbourhood’s multiple barking dogs, this one reminded me of all the things I love about doggies! She was just an all-around sweetiepie, she not only didn’t make a peep but she insisted on rolling over for me. She also grinned, wiggled, and wagged non-stop! [Seriously, has anybody thought about harnessing the power of a happy dog's super-wagging tail for alternate energy?]

I mean, honest to goodness, that tail did not stop joyously wagging. Her human was engrossed in conversation with The Awesome Teller so I got to spend some Happy Time with his doggie. When he realised I was waiting he tried to apologise and move away but I asked him to please continue with his conversation as I was in no hurry and was having fun with the puppy … as I fumbled with my cellphone trying desperately to remember how to turn on the stupid camera function *cough* which turned out to be a lot simpler than my addled brain was trying to convince me.

Best banking experience ever. The only thing that can top this is if the bank accidentally deposits somebody else’s lottery winnings into my account and I drain the funds before they realise.

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