When Charm Is Currency

An old gentleman walks into our branch.

Customer: “Can one of you ladies help me at the machine? I can’t get the darn card to work.”

I follow him outside, and he keeps on talking:

Customer: “All it takes is a pretty young woman watching to make it work, just so I make a fool out of myself.”

He inserts the card, types in the PIN, and gets his cash out without a problem:

Customer: “Ah! See? This darn machine has it against me!”

He tips his hat (he was wearing a Shelby cap) and goes on his merry way. When I walked back inside:

Coworker: “Did you fix it?”

Me: “I… think so?”