Hidden under the shadow of a Bank

During my working days in an eatery as a cashier and receiving stipends as salary, one of the ways I used to appear like I was earning $100,000 as salary was my dressing. I have more packet shirts, which I don't fancy wearing them without ironing which makes the look more appealing.

After dressing for work, I would look as if I'm the owner of the company, which made the manager of the eatery query me always because I don't often wear the company's uniform.
Being the cashier, I always visit the bank every day to deposit the cash from previous sales, and with that, many of the staff became acquainted with me.
On a wonderful Friday morning, I decided to dress in my native attire to work, which made me look like I had a refinery on my name😂. I was able to dress like this because the manager does not often come to work on Fridays.

I went to the bank that day, and after my transaction while heading out of the bank's premises, the security man on the door walked up to me and asked, "Is there a vacancy in your workplace because I would like to work there?"

"You mean where I work—that eatery?" I asked, looking confused, because why would a security man in a bank want to resign to come work in an eatery?

"Yes, and I mean it." He replied.

The guy is young, of the same age grade as me (by his look), and I concluded within me that it's my dressing that made him initiate the idea because why does he want to leave a bank job to work in a restaurant?

"Bro, you're joking! Your job is far better than mine. For God's sake, this is a well-known bank." I let out my mind, and he smiled.

"That's where you guys are getting it wrong. A lot of people think because it's a bank, the salary is always big, but that's a lie," he tried to explain.

I went further to ask him how much his salary was, and I was shocked to know that I was earning more than him.

Still in shock, with my mouth open, trying to believe the figure he called as his salary, I had to ask again, "Do you mean it?".

"Yes, na, should I be joking with it?" He responded.

I needed to return to the office, so we exchanged contacts for me to inform him whenever a vacancy pops up.

That day passed, and the next week, I went to the bank. He still approached me again to know if a position had come out, and I told him no. The way he was so serious about it baffles me till today

That was the day I knew that most of these security men we see in banks, behaving as if they have a 90% share of the bank, are just hiding under the name BANK. They're the simplest definition of "not all that glitters is gold"

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