Ever walked into some banks and there are like eleventy billion people in line and one or two tellers to serve them? Not only that, as Murphy’s Law would have it, the two people being served have a laundy list of transactions they need to have done. But there’s more. Walking back and forth behind the one or two tellers at the counter are 17 other tellers just walking back and forth acting busy. Then, do you ever notice that one those two tellers always seem to get up to go ask the other teller a question, distracting him or her from helping the customer?

Well I think it is a plot. Let’s blame it on the devil. It’s a plot from hell to cause us to lose our blessing. There we are losing patience and mumbling cursewords under our breaths. You look around and the branch manager is looking at porn on his PC in his office, pretending to be engrossed in something deep - no pun intended. I say we go back to hiding our money under our mattresses.