Tell Tell
Oh bank teller teller
Do tell
Cast your spell
And call to your window this hurried feller
Don't pretend to count your change
When I'm in a rush to rush your elevated desk
Cause I gotta be places; where? don't ask
Maybe at home or out on the range
It's strange
All the other tellers are busy
Even the one I kinda dig, Lizzie
Working the drive-thru window looking out at the rain
So are you gonna call me or not?
Or will you leave me standing wondering
My precious weekend pondering
If I'll ever leave this spot
Oh, now you gotta go in the back
That's real nice
Abandon me twice
To go check for the fiftieth time the vault's stack
And not helping are the other customers
Wagging their chins
Like they're at a bar or somethin'
Doing their best to tie up the other tellers
What's the matter?
Never spoken to a teller before?
A teller tells, how interesting is that to explore?
So be on your way people, shoo, scatter
Cause I'm in a hurry
Got places to go
Like out the door
Grinning, counting my paltry booty
Simple trip to the bank
Took an hour plus some
Cause you were as slow as a hibernating possum
Next week, I'll be back
So speed it up
Crack the whip
Oops I tripped
On the movie premiere rope
Feel like a dope
Looked like one too
I may want to blame this on you
For me there's no hope
Yes! finally the call
The short walk to you and the exchange of pleasantries
My previous thoughts masked by the smile you see
Just got places to be, that's all
Thanks! And you have a great weekend! (wink)
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Do tell
Cast your spell
And call to your window this hurried feller
Don't pretend to count your change
When I'm in a rush to rush your elevated desk
Cause I gotta be places; where? don't ask
Maybe at home or out on the range
It's strange
All the other tellers are busy
Even the one I kinda dig, Lizzie
Working the drive-thru window looking out at the rain
So are you gonna call me or not?
Or will you leave me standing wondering
My precious weekend pondering
If I'll ever leave this spot
Oh, now you gotta go in the back
That's real nice
Abandon me twice
To go check for the fiftieth time the vault's stack
And not helping are the other customers
Wagging their chins
Like they're at a bar or somethin'
Doing their best to tie up the other tellers
What's the matter?
Never spoken to a teller before?
A teller tells, how interesting is that to explore?
So be on your way people, shoo, scatter
Cause I'm in a hurry
Got places to go
Like out the door
Grinning, counting my paltry booty
Simple trip to the bank
Took an hour plus some
Cause you were as slow as a hibernating possum
Next week, I'll be back
So speed it up
Crack the whip
Oops I tripped
On the movie premiere rope
Feel like a dope
Looked like one too
I may want to blame this on you
For me there's no hope
Yes! finally the call
The short walk to you and the exchange of pleasantries
My previous thoughts masked by the smile you see
Just got places to be, that's all
Thanks! And you have a great weekend! (wink)
Comments welcome
Send this post to a friend!
Read the Novels by Chetan Davé click here
Copyright 2006 by Chetan Davé ©, All Rights Reserved.
posted by UltimateWriter at 9:12 AM
6 Comments:
I tell ya, direct deposit is one of the greatest of modern inventions!!!!
I enjoy banking...also locust, plague, divorce, and American Idol.
I haaaaaaaate bank tellers....thank the lord bank machines were invented! :)
Have a great weekend to you too!
Yeah what's up with that? Imagine a bank with five teller windows and only one is open!
yep - you tapped into a time warp
I usually start the conversation with the person behind me by saying, " you have entered the TWIGHLIGHT ZOME!"
jlb: true, true and the atm, but that's so addictive
cm: hilarious, locusts...i smell another blog idea
oilf: so you're a tella' hater
kmm: need more tellers! and eliminate the 15 minute vault breaks
david: great opener, can i use that?
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