“No ma’am, go ahead. I’ll wait for the next teller…” I nervously tell the lady behind me in the line. <\/p>\n
Then, almost instantly thereafter, the next teller frees up & her customer walks away. “What do I do?”<\/p>\n
I hesitated for a minute & the man behind me taps me on the shoulder. “son, the next teller is free! go on…” he urges me to not hold up the line. <\/p>\n
“Sir, you can go ahead, I’m waiting for a specific teller.” I reply nervously because I just realized that the other tellers heard as well and now they are coyly teasing her. <\/p>\n
It’s been a month of Saturdays doing this, and apparently everybody has noticed – today it became very obvious. I guess I better ask her out today & not let this opportunity go by.<\/p>\n
There, her customer finally completes & leaves her counter! <\/p>\n
“Hi Ann Marie, great to see you again…” Funny, I practice my line to perfection & now that I am face-to-face with her, this is what comes out!<\/p>\n
“I’m great Pablo” she replies “what can I do for you today?”<\/p>\n
“I just need to deposit my check…” I reply with a lame, truthful reason. I should have said one of my ‘exciting’ reasons that I have practiced over & over again in my head.<\/p>\n
We engage in small talk for a bit & then I get my nerve to get a little more personal.<\/p>\n
“How long have you being working here?” I ask nervously<\/p>\n
“uh, about six months…” she replied and grins a nice smile. <\/p>\n
“You have a pretty smile…” I said so nonchalant, not really paying attention that I said what my heart wanted me to say. She turns red, bows her head smiling even bigger, and then she looked away nervously.<\/p>\n