Happy Friday!
Today I would like to introduce you to a Mrs. ManyHats who inspires me each and every week. I work in the downtown region of my city, which places me within walking distance of a branch of my bank. This makes life much easier because I can get out of the office on my morning or afternoon break and talk a quick walk to deposit checks and such. I’m always delighted by how much better I feel after getting out and taking a quick walk. I simply adore feeling a cool breeze whip through my hair and watching the seasons change before my eyes.
Every time I take part in this little routine of mine I get to interact with an delightful lady. I often refer to her, very creatively, as The Lady Who Works at My Bank.
The Lady Who Works at My Bank is probably the age of my grandmother (early 80s), is petite in stature, and has a short hairstyle that has gone completely gray. I think that she resembles Betty White.
The Lady Who Works at My Bank is probably the age of my grandmother (early 80s), is petite in stature, and has a short hairstyle that has gone completely gray. I think that she resembles Betty White.
Although I don’t know much about her, I do know that she is a very kind and cheerful person.
The Lady Who Works at My Bank greets me happily each time I enter the bank, remembers who I am, and never appears vexed when the bank is filled with lines of people. And we all know that people can be quite rude and demanding when they are in settings that require for them to stand in long lines (i.e. the Post Office, Black Friday Sales, or the Social Security Office).
Nevertheless, The Lady Who Works at My Bank remains cheerful as she inquires how I am doing with a genuine interest that isn’t often seen. In addition to remaining composed under pressure, she has worked at this specific bank branch for the past 40 years. Now that’s commitment.
The Lady Who Works at My Bank greets me happily each time I enter the bank, remembers who I am, and never appears vexed when the bank is filled with lines of people. And we all know that people can be quite rude and demanding when they are in settings that require for them to stand in long lines (i.e. the Post Office, Black Friday Sales, or the Social Security Office).
Nevertheless, The Lady Who Works at My Bank remains cheerful as she inquires how I am doing with a genuine interest that isn’t often seen. In addition to remaining composed under pressure, she has worked at this specific bank branch for the past 40 years. Now that’s commitment.
So, in the midst of my busy days, The Lady Who Works at My Bank encourages me to stop and engage with others instead of simply rushing through one moment on my way to the next.
:) Love this reminder to engage well with others! I'm trying to teach the girls (specifically Anna Ruth) the same thing-it is such a lost art.
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