Sounding Him Out

(I’m the only employee on the teller line, as my coworkers are either at lunch or in the back vault. I’m a brunette female in my mid-20s. A guy who has to be close to 60 walks up.)

Me: “How can I help you today, sir?”

Customer: “Well, I was looking for a cute brunette today…” *looks at me expectantly*

Me: “Can I help you with something bank-related?”

Customer: “That didn’t work?”

Me: “No, but it was a good effort.”

Customer: “I just need to get a money order, then.”

(I process his transaction quickly.)

Me: “Is there anything else we can help you with today, sir?”

Customer: “Not unless I can get your phone number!”

Me: “Uh… no.”

Customer: “Oh! I should’ve realized that you’re not allowed to give that out. Well, at least no one caught this on tape.”

Me: “Sir… every teller has a camera behind them.”

Customer: “WHAT?!”

(I point at the camera hanging from the ceiling directly over my head.)

Customer: “Those… those… things pick up sound, too?!”

Me: “That’s what I’ve been told, yep.”

(One of my coworkers pops out from the back vault and heads back to her window, which is right next to mine.)

Customer: “YOU MEAN IT CAUGHT ME ASKING FOR YOUR PHONE NUMBER?!”

Coworker: *snorts*

Me: “Yes, it did.”

Customer: “Oh, s***!” *runs out of the branch*

(My coworker just about falls out of her chair laughing. When she’s composed herself…)

Coworker: “You wanna talk about what just happened there?”

Me: “Heck, no.”

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