Even when I walk in, I know it’s a bit too freezing, plus I officially love the home much cooler than the rest of my family, then poor Sarah comes home every afternoon shivering, wearing a sweater plus a thin coat
Our oldest daughter, Sarah, just turned eighteen plus was recently hired part time at our local bank. She seems to legitimately care about working there. She is sincerely great with numbers, plus I’ve alway know since she was a little girl that she was a people person. Sarah could talk your ear off is you let her, however she is also a great listener. Many people confide in her because of how trusting plus kind she is. This makes her a great teller, but just about every person that talks with her leaves with a smile on their face. For her, the most strenuous part of her job is coping with the temperature in the bank. She has always been a thin, petite little thing, plus she doesn’t do well with freezing uneven temperatures. For some reason, the bank is always chilly. Even when I walk in, I know it’s a bit too freezing, plus I officially love the home much cooler than the rest of my family, then poor Sarah comes home every afternoon shivering, wearing a sweater plus a thin coat. Last time I stopped to visit her to bring her the sweater she had forgotten, she literally had goosebumps from head to toe. Last month, she was sick for almost three weeks, plus I know it was because of how freezing she was every afternoon at work, and because the manager adores Sarah, he offered to raise the temperature in the bank just to make her more comfortable. I hope the higher uneven temperatures will help her care about her job even more, plus help her to stay healthy.