SNS Bank: Butcher

A woman in a clinical looking butchershop is failing to get the butcher’s attention. She realises that, despite being the only customer, he is insisting she use a numbered ticket-queue system, wasting her time in ridiculous fashion. Clearly this is ludicrous and unacceptable, so why do we accept being treated as a number by our bank? Entering SMS, our woman is greeted by her name. Groot geworden door klein te blijven.