Mrs. C: So, I had this customer on Friday. I was doing his transactions and we were talking - you know, just chit-chat to pass the time.
I have to admit, she's pretty good when it comes to customer service. She's a natural when it comes to dealing with people and holding conversations with random strangers. Something I had to learn.
Mrs. C: After we were done, he said, "Okay, see you next time, BABES!"
Mrs. C: Yeah! He called me "babes"! The teller who sits next to me was joking with me after he left. I was like, "Ha! Somebody thinks they have a shot." and she was like, "Yeah, he thinks you're his babes!"
Me: Y'all ain't nice.
Mrs. C: I don't understand how he got that idea, though. It wasn't like I was overly friendly, or anything.
Me: Don't worry about it. It's a guy thing. They always want to chase after the pretty red woman (Trini talk), but they don't know what they're in for. *mischievous grin*
Mrs. C: And what is that supposed to mean?
Me: It isn't like I have to spell it out for you.
Mrs. C: No, please, explain.
Me: Fine! It's because, as they say, "Allyuh red woman is too much trouble!" (more Trini talk)
I used a lot of the Trini dialect in this conversation. I suppose, for those unfamiliar with it, I should provide some sort of explanation. I'll have my lovely assistant, Lacy break it down for you...
Thank you, Lacy. Anyway, back to our conversation:
Mrs. C: Oh, is that so? Well pretty boys are self-absorbed and lazy.
Me: Ha! So what? I'm no pretty boy and I'm not lazy eith-... Wait... Are you calling me pretty?
Mrs. C: Shut up!
Me: *grabs her from behind* *rubs my cheek against hers* You called me preeeettty! You think I'm preeeeetttyy!
Mrs. C: GAH!!! Move! Get away!
Me: BWAHAHAHAHA!!! Anyway, like I was saying, I'm not lazy. I should stop doing all the stuff I do around here and show you just how not lazy I really am.
Mrs. C: Whatever! I don't care what you say. I still say you're lazy.
Me: So, even if it obviously isn't true, you're content to insist your statement is correct? Hmm...
Mrs. C: Well, you did say us red women is trouble, right? Well this is me being trouble.
Me: Uh-huh... Touché, Mrs. C. Touché.