It’s the kind of thing you’d see at a diner, or maybe a florist.
Granted, Bank of America has had some itty-bitty problems, with its serial acquisition of other troubled banks, billions of dollars in non-performing loans, and now-defenestrated CEO Kenneth Lewis.
I’m no Tim Geithner, but it seems the way back to profitability does not lie in printing faux-folksy signs. I want my bank solid and secure, not all homey and aw-shucksy. I don’t need the teller cages of yore, but don’t pander to me. I go to the bank when I have to. Stop pretending it’s a place I drop in on a whim, to chat up the tellers and snag a free lollipop.
If only there were another bank in Westport to try…