But that's not why I'm posting. That's just me venting.
So, I'm at the receptionist's fish bowl and this guy walks in. 50s, protruding gut, and a LOUSY disposition.
Him: I need to put money into my mother's trust account.
Me: I'm sorry sir, but the person who handles the trust accounts is currently at lunch.
Him: *Frowns* And you're telling me no one else can do that?
Me: Our business office manager would be the other person, but unfortunately, she's at lunch. Were you leaving or will you be visiting for awhile? [Accounts payable person] will be back in a half an hour.
Him: *Huffs* So, I walked all the way over here from the 500 hall (it's a two-minute walk, if that) to get down here just for you to tell me that I have to go back to visit and then walk back over here again later?
Me: *Opens mouth, though is not quite sure what is going to come out, because wow, just... wow.
Him: *Walks out muttering before I can find the words I was at a loss with.*
Okay, over-weight or not, you've GOT to be kidding me. Five bucks says he's the guy that drives around for ten minutes finding that magic parking spot two steps away from the store door.
Maybe the walk would do you good, pal. Ahem.