It was a neat, neat experience to walk into the credit union and be greeted by two tellers who were, oh, about fourteen years old. (Seriously, have you noticed how everyone is getting younger and younger? My dentist is probably only 22.) One of them kindly asked what I needed, and as soon as I said, "I'd like to deposit a check," all conversation stopped and eyes were on me. Polite eyes, but eyes, nonetheless. It was an awkward silence as they looked at me, trying to grasp why in the world I would come in to do this. Finally, the young woman responded, "Have you ever considered doing this on your phone?"
Well, no I hadn't, thank you. Just because I have an iPhone doesn't mean I really know how to use it.
Both youngsters walked around the counter, stood beside me, and slowly talked me through each step of the process. I knew they wanted to bust out laughing, but their self-control was impressive. I wanted to say, You know, if you got into a car accident or developed a wound or needed a feeding tube or had a terminal illness, I could help you. Having any boy-girl problems? Need help navigating life? I actually know a lot. I'm a nurse and a mom and sometimes teenagers think I'm kinda cool (OK, not often) and I'm pretty smart.
But the mature woman in me decided in that moment to keep quiet, smile, master something new even if I had to look stupid in the process, and walk out with my head held high.
I am now a 21st Century Woman. I can fix people up AND deposit a check from the comfort of my own couch.
I am woman. Hear me roar.