The Girl at my Bank
November 20, 2006
I was just at the bank like 10 minutes ago. Then on my way back to my office, I was trying to picture what my teller had looked like, and I could only picture Sarah Shahi, from The L Word and more importantly Alias. Which, I am not complaining. And I’m certainly in the right ballpark; this was no slouch of a teller. I guess I was distracted because I was noticing weird things about her like, she was wearing a t-shirt, which did not seem like regulation bank teller uniform, and I was wondering if her eyelashes were real or not, because they were sort of in that grey area of length. And I was noticing that her fingernails were all bitten down. You see that a lot, on both men and women. Very attractive, but fingers are all bitten and blanched. Is that the right word? My point is I could not remember what she looked like 10 minutes after I saw her. What if I had been the bank teller, and she had been the one trying to rob the bank? I would have noticed how I desperately need a haircut, and how my shirt wasn’t quite tucked in in one place, and how I was staring creepily at her shirt and fingers, and how I carry myself like someone who thinks he is handsome, despite the fact that he totally is not.