Censoring myself can be an issue.
I am likely to blurt out, for example :
"If Van Gogh could see you, he would want to paint a portrait of you. You are the type of model he loved to paint."
"You take excellent care of your uniform shirt. It's black, but there are no cat hairs on it at all. Do you use a special fur removing roller? Or do you have any pets? "
Or be mumbling to myself how much money to get out..."Well, $27. 56 is like 3 tens, 2 quarters, a nickel, and a penny. I have a bag of pennies."----which I think may give the impression that I am feeble-minded. Then making a point to not say "I'm not really retarded."
Banking transactions are much worse than variety store or grocery store. Banking requires a vocabulary that makes me feel foolish/naive/inept. Fortunately, there is one teller with whom I feel comfortable, and another that is bearable. Almost certainly I will freeze in the middle of endorsing something, making the signature very jerky/not free flowing, as if maybe I am forging someone else's name. I circumvent the difficulty of writing my own name by getting Cashier's Checks.
The lights are bright in the bank.
I read a story when I was little about a boy who...somehow, magically or in a dream...went about
without his skin. That would be awkward.
That's what the lights in the bank remind me of----
Since the last time my eardrum broke, actually knowing what the teller or checker says can be tricky.
15 or 50 makes a difference.
What is my summary statement?
Ummmm.....short answer = Yes, apparently.