The office is switching to a new payroll company and direct deposit hasn’t kicked in yet, so I stopped at the bank at lunch to deposit my paycheck. I actually ended up at a different branch from the one I intended to visit, since I missed the freeway exit but there was another branch near the next one.
The greeter asked me what they could help me with or something customer service-y sounding, I said I just wanted to make a deposit, and she said, “Would you like to fill out a deposit slip?” while gesturing to the small stand with three different kinds of deposit slips. It was clearly meant as “Deposit slips are over here, fill one out before you get in line.”
But the phrasing — who do they think they’re kidding? And what’s wrong with a simple, “Please fill out a deposit slip.”
By the time I left, I’d lost count of the number of “Have a nice day,” “Have a wonderful afternoon,” etc. types of comments, and I was beginning to feel like I’d been banking in Stepford. It was seriously creepy.
Oh, and the teller thanked me for filling out the deposit slip.
Eeerie. At least the government hasn’t reached that level yet. I doubt I will receive a thank you note from the IRS for doing my taxes on time.
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I can’t believe it wasn’t “Would you like to go ahead and fill out a deposit slip, please?”