I've got a check to cash at a local big corporation bank, and every time I've dealt with this bank I've bumped heads with the lifer, battle horse, war hardened lady tellers. Today's different, there's nineteen fidgety  people in line, of all shapes and sizes and one eighteen year old recent high school graduate, with terror written all over her face behind the counter. I don't care; I'm looking good in my semi new sweater.  An elderly lady in front of me is perplexed at the perceived extended wait, she probably doesn't buy green bananas, I understand. Then, out of nowhere, a young gentleman bank guy walks up and asks what he can do for me, I look at the rest of the people in line, and they are looking at me, I feel like a deer in the headlights. I relay that the lady in front of me was here first, he looks a little confused but offers to take care of her and myself if we will follow him. I'm standing there waiting for grandma to finish her business, when the bank manager sidles up, you know, you look to your side and some ones standing there way inside your personal space "How can I help you sir?" Well I just have a small check to cash. Please follow me sir, damn, I haven't had this kind of service at a fine restaurant, "sir, would you like to sit here", well sure, I'm thinking, could you get me a Martini, shaken, not stirred. He takes my check and ID, and disappears to the back, the assistant manager whom has been sitting across from me observing, is suddenly intensely interested in my life, what he doesn't know is that, I don't have a job, no income, and no life, but what I do have is a $120.00 sweater that I bought for a song from some dead guy's relatives. For some strange reason, it impresses the daylights out of these people, God, I love this country. The manager returns hands me my I.D., cash and proceeds to explain that normally his bank charges five dollars to cash a check if you don't have an account, but he is going to waive the fee. Hell, my bank of fifteen years won't even do that. As I exit I notice the line has gotten longer, I'm out of here but I do know one thing, I've got my eye on an Armani suit, and this is the first place I'm going to wear it.    

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