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To Tell or Not To Tell

We have a customer (lets call him "M") who comes into our branch about every other day. He is a little eccentric in term of his mannerisms and clothing. He is a compulsive "collector" as in he collects things especially our freebie markerting materials (eg pencils, notepads etc). He also never fails to fill his big travelling coffee mug with the coffee that we provide at the customer waiting area every time he comes into the branch. Being that Arizona is warm mostly throughout the year, he normally wears a t-shirt, "fisherman's" hat, bandanna tied around his neck and short shorts (& when I say short, it's SHORT!).

Anyways, like any other morning, M came into the branch to do a small withdrawal today. After running his transaction, I went back to reading the "Ink" magazine that my bank prints out for their employees. A few seconds later, my assistant manager came up to me and whispered, "Did you see M's short?"

I looked over to the coffee table where M is standing getting coffee, and lo & behold his ASS was there in all it's glory for everyone to see. I was in shock! His short shorts had ridden up that you can see his butt even when he's standing straight up. I was in delima coz I don't know if I should go over to him to let him know or just let it go. I can see the other customers waiting in line were giving him looks but as I was contemplating on whether to tell him or not, he was done filling his coffee cup and walked out the door.

If it were you, what would you have done? I am still not sure what I would do since I do not want to embarass him and either way seems like it would.

p/s The picture above is NOT of M!. This was just something I found on Google

Goose Egg

The bank I work for closes at 6pm on Mondays - Fridays & 2pm on Saturdays. So, like any other Wednesday, we were closed at 6pm yesterday. After balancing my cash drawer and putting it in the vault, I ran to the restroom. There are 2 stalls in the restroom and I normally use the smaller stall instead of the larger handicapped one. The door of the smaller stall swings inward and I am so used to it. Anyways, someone was already in the smaller stall so instead of waiting, I decided to use the handicap one since I really needed to go...he he he.

Well, I wasn't thinking about the door when I pushed it inward to go into the stall. WHAM!! the door slammed shut on me and I ran right into it and hit my head on it. I was so intend on getting to the toilet that I forgot the door swing outwards. Luckily, I didn't hit my head too hard coz otherwise I would have gotten an enormous goose egg on my forehead! I felt so stupid and luckily whomever was in the smaller stall didn't outright laugh at me...LOL

My Week

This is how my week normally goes:

Mondays:

5-5:30am: Wake up, shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys' bowl with their breakfast.

6:00am-12:00pm: Work at the dental office.

Noon-5:00pm: Doctor's appointments for Jim or myself. If there is no appointments, then grocery shopping, laundry, clean the house.

6-7pm: Clean the boys' litter box, fill their bowl with their dinner, start making dinner.

Tuesdays:

6-6:30am: Wake up, take my shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys' bowl with their breakfast.

9am-6:15pm: Work at the bank.

7pm: Clean the litter box, fill their bowl with dinner, start making dinner.

Wednesdays:

5:30-6am: Wake up, shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys' bowl with their breakfast.

7:45am-6:15am: Work at the bank.

7pm: Clean the litter box, fill the boys' bowl with dinner, start making dinner.

Thursdays:

5-5:30am: Wake up, shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys bowl with their breakfast.

6-8:45am: Work at the dental office.

9am-6:15pm: Work at the bank.

7pm: Clean the litter box, fill the boys' bowl with dinner, start making dinner.

Fridays:

6-6:30am: Wake up, shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys' bowl with breakfast.

9am-6:15pm: Work at the bank.

7pm: Clean the litter box, fill the boys' bowl with dinner, start making dinner.

Saturdays:

7-7:30am: Wake up, shower, make myself pretty, fill the boys' bowl with breakfast.

8:45am-2:15pm: Work at the bank.

2:30-7pm: Grocery shopping, clean the house.

7pm: Clean the little box, fill the boys' bowl with dinner, start making dinner.

Sundays:

7am: Wake up, might take a shower, fill the boys' bowl with breakfast, might go back to bed.

Rest of day: Clean the house, laundry, cook etc.

Repeat this cycle every Monday...No wonder I am tired!