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Which is Why I’m Highly Regarded at the Bank


Yesterday, my husband called me from a very busy day at work to let me know that he needed me to take care of a little business at the bank.

I got right on the phone to do just that and was told that I would need to come down to the bank in person since it involved transferring funds from one bank to another, and I should come before 2:00 if I needed the transfer to be done that day.

I looked at the clock and thought I could make it if I rushed and there was no traffic to slow me down.

On my way out the door I took a quick peek at my face in the mirror, wiped some mustard off my chin and made a dash to Hogzilla [2].

When I got to the bank, in the nick of time, I took another look in the rear view mirror and decided I would look more business like and dignified if my hair didn't look like I had just stuck my finger in a socket and then flown on my broom through a wind tunnel backwards, so I twisted it up into a quick bun.

I hurriedly entered the bank and saw that all of the bank employees were dressed in a professional manner and sporting manicured nails and the latest salon hairstyles.

Boy, was I glad I caught that mustard on my chin! And I thought the bun added just the touch I needed to be taken seriously.

One of the tellers even complimented me on my sunglasses and inquired as to where I got them.

As I finished my business and turned to go, I thought to myself, "It is so nice to be able to feel confident in your appearance in a business setting, isn't it?"

That's when I noticed my reflection in the glass door and saw that I had a large "SUPER STAR" sticker on my shirt that my three year old had given me earlier. Good Grief! I'm sure that was mighty impressive to those business types.

But not as impressive as the wooden "spanky" spoon I had in my back pocket!

Apparently I don't get out much.