I asked to see a bank officer. You don’t want to talk to just anyone in a bank. There may be ten ‘personal bankers’ waiting to serve you and ano...her ten tellers but you only want to do business with one person who can make decisions without having to go talk to a supervisor. Big banks have dozens of vice presidents. It doesn’t mean anything except that they are bank officers and can make everyday decisions without getting permission. I was ushered into the office of Vice President Smith. Smith?. My Aunt Sue insists on this and I knowbetter than to contradict her! She gave me a pedicure last night. 3 coatsof soft-pink polish! Then she announced it was time to go shopping forsummer-wear.It was only early spring but we had a vacation planned and would drivefrom our home in Chicago all the way to Disney World in Orlando Florida! The lady sales-clerk told me to take my sneakers off so she could measurefor my new sandals. She began giggling when she saw my pretty, pink toe-nails."I just love. “Aw, call me Bill. I keep telling Jason here to call me that, but he doesn’t seem to know how to use first names.” Jason smiled. “Melissa, Sgt. Brown would have been my Drill Instructor if I had gone to the Police Academy.” “Oh?” Bill Brown nodded. “Yes, ma’am. Fortunately, Jason will never have to endure my wrath.” “Yeah,” Jason said, lowering his eyes. Melissa watched Bill wince. “Unfortunately for the law enforcement community we lost a great officer before his time. You would’ve been a hell. "Alexis, how dare you teach my daughter to smoke! And cigars--you know how much I hate those vile things. Who the hell do you think you are? Lillie is only eighteen and I won't have her corrupted by anyone. I am shocked at your transformation."I smiled inside, wondering how pissed Ann would be if she knew how transformed I really am."Relax Anne. I don't believe that smoking cigars makes a girl corrupt. And, by the way, eighteen is the legal age. Lillie is an adult. I didn't force anything on.