There is a new teller at the bank.
I hate when there is a new teller.
I mean she was nice enough and all but, sigh.

First of all, She did not even say the "How are you today?" thing. I passed the business deposit to her and she grabbed it up quick and went straight to the computer and click, click, click, "Here you go."
Then I passed my nicely signed and thumbprinted paycheck along with my drivers license under the window. She asks "Are you currently banking with someone else?".
I say "No."
Then she says ever so cleverly "What can I do to get you to open a checking account with us?"
To which her little partner in crime says "I've been trying for years to get her to open an account, and she won't do it."
Then they have the gall to say "Thanks for supporting our christmas party!" Meaning the effing $5 bucks I spend to cash my check at the bank the check is drawn from is helping them to buy a cake that noone eats and some tinsel for a party that these two same girls might just end up kissing each other!
Not likely but...

New teller then says "How do you pay your bills if you don't have an account?"
To which I shocked them by saying that I have no bills.
No credit cards, no loans, no car payments, no phone contracts, nothing that I have to mail anything. I pay all my "bills" with cash. Really! My babysitter, cash. My groceries, cash. My cell phone, (prepaid phone card) cash. Gas, cash. Storage, cash. Car repairs, cash. Rent, yep, cash.
I don't have to worry about being overdrawn, late payments, filing fees, annual fees, set up fees, or fee fees. (Hee Hee! fee fees)

They did not even call be by my name when I left. How can I open an account with people who don't even know my name and I am there every day on my lunch break. I hate new tellers! They make me feel like an irresponsible citizen. "No checking account and they still allow you to dwell with the commoners? The horror!"

-sigh-