Judgey Judge

I am very tempted to come into the bank wearing some sort of poncho and a fake, mexican mustache proclaiming: DON'T BE ALL JUDGEY JUDGE. I have no idea why that sort of outfit might be appropriate but it appears to go along the lines of everything I stand for.

The judgey teller decided to tell the entire bank how much money I have in my account, to remind me again in a loud voice that i Was overdrawn, and then to stop serving me halfway through so she could comment on just how nice another customer was.

Maybe she's not a judgey bitch and I'm just jealous.

Anyway! I feel a lot less melodramatic now. So I just wanted a post to fill up space and push that entry further down really.

Mission accomplished?