Scaranoid

I went into the bank yesterday to get my new card activated and my favorite bank teller was there greeting people as you walk in. She's absolutely beautiful and would eat me alive and needs to be avoided, but there was one thing of particular interest as I left with a new activated card. She said "Bye" and used my real first name. Not the one on all my cards, but the one that people call me. She shouldn't know it. Second time that has happened at a Wells Fargo. If anything, they have it in their customer database, but how would they know it? It's not really documented on anything official.

So, anyway, I was flattered and I still have a bank teller crush, which is so much healthier than any type of relationship at this point. It's like having a crush on Alyssa Milano on "Who's The Boss?" when you're like eight. Totally safe.