Why You Shouldn't Do Business at US Bank
I read this post over at Blooming Yaya yesterday and was appalled, though sadly not too surprised, at the way this woman was treated when she dared walk into a bank with her small children.
You know, a whole LOT of us are mothers and have to - gasp! - go out in public with our children. You might think treating a mother with no respect in a place of business may not come back to haunt you because you might think mothers have little or no real economic power in this society. You might want to think again. Mothers talk. We also blog. A lot of us are smart and supportive of each other. And we certainly take into account the way we are treated when we decide where we take our business.
You know, a whole LOT of us are mothers and have to - gasp! - go out in public with our children. You might think treating a mother with no respect in a place of business may not come back to haunt you because you might think mothers have little or no real economic power in this society. You might want to think again. Mothers talk. We also blog. A lot of us are smart and supportive of each other. And we certainly take into account the way we are treated when we decide where we take our business.
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I remember as a kid when Mom and Dad would take me to Farmer's Bank on Main Street--the tellers would have Dad set me in the window so they could smile at me and give me lollipops, and on more than one occasion, I got to run around inside the vault. We've come a long way.