Legends of the Bank Teller - Episode LXXVIII

Not long ago my manager found out that I like to draw. Once he had seen an example of my work, he decided to make me the official whiteboard artist.

The whiteboards inside the branch are used to advertise various specials that the bank happens to be offering at a particular time. So for the last couple of months, I've been in charge of decorating these whiteboards.

My first board advertised the bank's website. To help illustrate the ad, I drew a picture of Schroeder from Peanuts. But instead of sitting in front of his piano, I had him sitting in front of a laptop computer.

My second board wasn't anything special. It just advertised a special CD rate that we had going on. I couldn't think of anything clever to draw with that one, just a bunch of dollar signs and some arrows denoting the passage of time. Really not special.

Next I was commissioned to draw something advertising our amazing auto loans. So I drew Mater from the Disney/Pixar film Cars.

My current whiteboard is simply a question asking our customers where they work. And next to those big, bold letters, there's a picture of Dilbert. You'd be surprised how easy Dilbert is to draw.

All that is to say that it's really annoying doing these boards. Not because I don't like to draw. I love it actually. The annoying thing is the customers that feel the need to touch the boards and erase the dry-erase marker that make up the words and images. Really, it isn't so much the customers that do it, but their ADHD kids that they are unable to control in public.

Today as I was doing my job and running transactions for people at the drive through window, I heard a very small child laughing near the whiteboard. Her father was at the teller counter being helped by our manager. Suddenly I heard the unmistakable squeaking sound that small fingers make when they're rubbing back and forth across a dry erase marker board. "Look, daddy! I'm drawin'!"

I was glad I had my back turned, 'cause I probably had a pretty nasty look on my face. I know what most of you are thinking. I shouldn't get mad at a little kid for just being a little kid. You'll probably tell me it's my own fault for keeping the board displayed in a place that's accessible to small children. But does that mean I don't have the right to be annoyed that I have to redraw the whiteboard all over again? 'Cause I really was. Annoyed.

Stupid kid...