I parked the van and walked slowly to the entrance. I felt the weight of my nine month pregnant body with each step I took. I was half way there when a car whipped by me and parked. I heard the door slam and the clop, clop, clop of high heeled boots coming fast.
“Is this person seriously going to run ahead of the pregnant woman and beat her to the line?” I wondered. I was in a hurry (not that anyone could tell by my pace) because I only had a few minutes to get home and unload my groceries before it was time to pick up my kids. I got to the door, and making up my mind, stood and held it for Ms. Cloppity Clop to go in ahead of me. “I’m really slow these days; you go on,” I motioned her in. She protested briefly but then went ahead of me.
I stood in line behind her and waited and waited. She didn’t have her account number or driver’s license. After she searched in vain through her purse, I stifled a laugh when she pulled out her phone and began calling not one but two different people in search of her information. My generous gesture was really backfiring this time. Well, I could stand there no longer because I was in too much pain. There was no one behind me, so I walked over to the banker and asked if I could wait in his chair. He was very kind.
The instant I sat down people started filing in the bank. Now there was a line of people behind poor Ms. Cloppity Clop, who was on the phone. I pondered what to do. I wasn’t going to have time to wait at the end of the long line that had formed. I had all but decided to go home and deposit my checks another day when the banker said, “You wait right here. I’ll get another teller for you.”
A teller appeared from the back. He looked over at me and asked how he could help me, but the lady that was next in line walked right up, not realizing he was talking to me. I didn’t move from my chair at first, but the teller insisted, and the other woman backed off. I went up, deposited my checks, and then as I turned to walk back out of the bank, I noticed the looks on the faces of the people in line. They all thought I had cut in line!