fake crush

I try to have as many fake crushes as possible. it makes my day so much more fun. My current fake crush is a guy at the bank. I'm at the bank at least 3 times a week for work. pretty much everyone there recognizes me and smiles or whatever. its actually becoming kind of annoying. who would of have thought they would ever hear me saying that after only living in NYC for a year and a half, being a total midwest gal and not even (that) famous yet?

anyway. things you need to know about the chase bank on 48th and Madison. 1. it is under construction. 2. they are obsessed with trying to get people to sit down at a desk with an actual banker even though i'm just making a deposit for my boss. they then try to review my personal chase account to try to enroll me in whatever program they have at the time. i don't make a lot of money. and i've already been up-sold on anything i could possibly need from chase bank. unless one of them is able to completely erase my credit card debt or some how put lots of money in my checking account for no good reason. 3. it looks like the united nations every time i go in there. there is seriously an employee of every background imaginable. this actually has nothing to do with the story, but i find it interesting.

So one of the guys who works there is really really hot. Ok well he's not that hot. if i met him at a bar i probably wouldn't even be interested. but that's why he's my fake crush. he's attractive enough to make going to the bank a little more enjoyable. So FINALLY after months of smiling at him at the bank as i walk thru, he's standing at the front and asks if he can help me. YAY. So we walk back to his desk, and as I sit down in the chair i TRIP and fall. Luckily i caught myself before i face-planted on his desk, but it was noticeable enough for him and the banker dude walking by to ask me if i was ok. The non-cute guy said "they're new chairs and they kind of stick out a little at the bottom sorry about that" which is true. and should be illegal. chair legs should be at a 90* angle. especially if i'm wearing heels. so i said lightheartedly "oh good, so i'll get to do that every time i come in!" then fake bank crush guy said "yeah with all the construction, you never really know what to expect. the floors are all uneven, people are falling all over the place" i appreciated him trying to comfort me. but we all knew me tripping on a chair leg had nothing to do with the construction. embarrassing.

so... that's pretty much it for my bank crush. i mean i still smile at him, because i'm a polite young lady from the midwest, but i can no longer give him the extra special smile he had been receiving for the first 7 months of my time as a regular at Chase bank. boo.

sorry for SO much exposition that wasn't really vital for what should have been a relatively short, simple story. i'm bored at work. and by bored i mean there's a shit ton for me to do, but its friday at 5:32 and i don't really want to do any of it. Thanks for listening y'all.