These People Would Be Better Off With Jars Buried In Their Yards

I work in a bank. The following scenario happens multiple times a week. Our deposit slips are clearly labeled and very easy to figure out.

Customer: “I want to make a deposit.”

Me: “Sure thing! Here’s a deposit slip.”

The customer stares at the deposit slip blankly.

Customer: “What do you want me to do with this?”

Me: “Fill out the parts you know, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

The customer pushes the slip back toward me. 

Customer: “I don’t know any of it.”

Me: “You don’t know your name?”

Customer: “What?! Of course, I do!”

Me: “Great! Put your name where it says, ‘Name,’ please.”

And every time, I can see the wheels turning as the customer finds the line that says, “Name,” with text bolded and in all caps.

Customer: “Oh.”

Multiple times a week!