James Brown

Was in the bank yesterday making a deposit. These places are only open a few hours a day, and at lunchtime there's basically no staff inside. They make you take a number at most places here and the bank is no different. I try to always have a book on me so I don't start punching shit.

One of the tellers is a bald woman and I was lucky to get her. She's super friendly and likable. I've got my kroner on the counter and she's counting it when this older fella (regular looking) interrupts my transaction and asks the teller a question. It's in Danish, so I have no clue, but it sounds like he's asking directions. I don't know about you, but the only example I can think of that would be a worst place to be interrupted is during surgery. What kind of human being interrupts a bank transaction for directions? - in North America the guy would have eight bullets in him by the time he figured out that maybe next time, he should take a number.