I stood in line at the bank today, it was a long line, twenty five people waiting to see three tellers. In front of me was a mother and daughter, then a large man with dreadlocks and beyond him a number of normal people on their lunch break.
Behind me was a short man, overweight, middle aged, wearing black cargo pants, torn at various places and a black shirt. A bank clerk came out of a side door and walked along the line, asking people what their business was and offering them alternatives to seeing a teller. He offered the woman in front of me the use of a computer to do some online banking but not one of the people took up his offer, all of them saying they would rather wait.
He came to me;
“What would you like to do today?” he asked.
“I need a bank…
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