2.06.2009

Mean Old Men Rock!


So, I had to go to the bank today, and for some reason it was pretty quiet inside. At the head of the line was this old guy. He was dressed pretty cool: shorts, a Hawaiian shirt, tennis shoes and two canes. Yep, two canes, one in each hand. I noticed one of the younger bank women going his way to ask him a question. Immediately, the old guy started swinging both canes in the air at her yelling, "go away, go away", to which the younger bank woman immediately did just that. Before she did though, she said "something" to the old guy which really pissed him off. We all heard him yell again, "get away from me". The older woman that must have been the "boss lady" at the bank walked up to the younger bank girl and said, "you just have to be positive with him, upbeat". At this point, I just think the younger bank girl just wanted to get the hell out of the bank all together. The older bank lady walked up to the old guy and started a conversation like, "how are you today, Mr. Old Guy". I don't remember his name but he seemed to calm down and must have been a regular there. As he walked up to the teller (and you know all the tellers are praying, "please don't let him come to me") he was demanding to know his bank balance. The poor young bank guy said he needed the old guy's "pin number", and then it started ALL over again. "I don't know what the hell a pin number is, I just want to know my damn bank balance" as the old guy yelled at the top of his lungs again. At that point, the whole bank heard the old guy's balance and his demand for $1500 of it. Then, the old guy just calmly took his money and left with his two canes! At least waiting in line wasn't boring. My dad use to get pretty nasty before he died. I guess when you get really old you can be an a ass because people just don't want to mess with you. One time Katie and I had to take my dad to the bank. He had screwed up his account. For some reason he had to have his window down in my car. As we pulled up to the bank and parked, at the top of his lungs, my dad YELLED, "hey Katie, look at that black lady, her ass is HUGE"! You gotta give 'em credit, mean old men just rock, don't they?

2 comments:

Moonlight Hollow Musings said...

I find that is one of the ONLY good things about getting older...saying what you want without worrying about it! I'm not that old...but I also ain't worrying about it! Ha!

Malisa

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Malisa