There's a guy....
a banker...
MY banker...
GREAT GUY...
Hotty….
Hilarious...
We've grown oddly close in the few years since I moved down here....
And we talk about EVERYTHING....
And for a multitude of reasons, I haven't frequented the bank as often as I had been....
Busy...Stressed... Holidays... Exhibitions...Things you wouldn't believe.... blah blah....
And a few days ago, I needed to physically GO to the bank rather than to a random ATM or whatever....
And I felt strangely self-conscious....
As if there were expectations coming my way....from him....or something...
So....being somewhat of a HARDASS, I went to the teller's window rather than to his desk....
And I looked back for a moment.....
And he seemed SHOCKED or UPSET or something....
And I simply waved to him and left....
And if I'm being VERY, VERY HONEST, I had this insane moment of insecurity....
Weird, unreasonable thoughts assailed my brain like,
"He doesn't think I'm pretty anymore...."
"He doesn't care about me...".....
Understand that these were BASELESS worries which I'd conjured up all on my own...
I'd written my own narrative, so to speak....(Excuse the MUCH over-used phrasing...)
And I was upset about it ....
FOR NO REASON AT ALL....NO REASON...
And today I found that I again HAD to go to the branch....
And I felt SO INCREDIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE & INSECURE, almost to the point of desperation not go in....lol
(WEIRD STUFF)...
And this time, he literally jumped up and came running over to me, asking what was wrong and why I was mad at him, and telling me that he'd never seen me look more beautiful....
And I stayed there with him for a few hours actually, and it got me thinking about how
PEOPLE just make up their own stories in their heads...
and we immediately arrive at the "WORST CASE SCENARIO" conclusions...
with literally ZERO EVIDENCE to support our FEARFUL, INSECURE little melodramas
....
Yeah...so...
a banker...
MY banker...
GREAT GUY...
Hotty….
Hilarious...
We've grown oddly close in the few years since I moved down here....
And we talk about EVERYTHING....
And for a multitude of reasons, I haven't frequented the bank as often as I had been....
Busy...Stressed... Holidays... Exhibitions...Things you wouldn't believe.... blah blah....
And a few days ago, I needed to physically GO to the bank rather than to a random ATM or whatever....
And I felt strangely self-conscious....
As if there were expectations coming my way....from him....or something...
So....being somewhat of a HARDASS, I went to the teller's window rather than to his desk....
And I looked back for a moment.....
And he seemed SHOCKED or UPSET or something....
And I simply waved to him and left....
And if I'm being VERY, VERY HONEST, I had this insane moment of insecurity....
Weird, unreasonable thoughts assailed my brain like,
"He doesn't think I'm pretty anymore...."
"He doesn't care about me...".....
Understand that these were BASELESS worries which I'd conjured up all on my own...
I'd written my own narrative, so to speak....(Excuse the MUCH over-used phrasing...)
And I was upset about it ....
FOR NO REASON AT ALL....NO REASON...
And today I found that I again HAD to go to the branch....
And I felt SO INCREDIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE & INSECURE, almost to the point of desperation not go in....lol
(WEIRD STUFF)...
And this time, he literally jumped up and came running over to me, asking what was wrong and why I was mad at him, and telling me that he'd never seen me look more beautiful....
And I stayed there with him for a few hours actually, and it got me thinking about how
PEOPLE just make up their own stories in their heads...
and we immediately arrive at the "WORST CASE SCENARIO" conclusions...
with literally ZERO EVIDENCE to support our FEARFUL, INSECURE little melodramas
Yeah...so...
