Today I went to the bank. When I got there, I asked who the last person in line was and a frum man said that he was. I took a seat and waited. When it was his turn, he jumped up and nearly ran to the window. As soon as he started talking to the teller behind the partition, a different woman, one who had not been sitting in the "holding pen" went and stood between the two windows. I called out- Madam, there is a line. She responded- I was here. I was in line ahead of him. I was waiting over there (there being a cubicle off to the side where she was taking care of other business). I assume that it is like taking a number for the deli counter and then getting the rest of your groceries only unlike with the deli, where if you miss your number, they keep going and you have to start all over, at the bank you never loose your spot.
How do I know this?
About 2 minutes after the woman tells me that she had been before the frum guy (no wonder he ran to the window...) the guy, who is still being helped, turns around (with the woman still standing there) and says she was here in line ahead of me.
Thanks Mr! I got it!
Thankfully, she was quick.
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