<human>: Give me the gist of the text in a nutshell

I was at the bank to cash my holiday bonus, and absolutely no one else was in line. Both tellers said, "May I help you?" at the same time, but one of them was slower so it wasn't exactly at the same time. Also, only the pretty one could be described as having "said" anything. The other kind of bleated it out, kind of like a goat would. Saying the first one was pretty is an understatement; this girl was a babe. Naturally, I picked her queue.

Anyways, she saw the name of my company on the check and began the conversation. "Ah, another -company name redacted- guy. I've been wanting to work there for sooooo long. Everyone tells me to keep applying but I never get in. Tell me your secret!". I started in with a, "Oh, you don't really want to work there", but she cut me off and laid in with some annunciation. "Tell me YOUR secret. YOU must have done something special, something interesting to get a job there. Could WE talk about it sometime?" and slid her card at me, along with the receipt from my transaction. At the time I thought she was being weird, so I took the receipt, muttered a g'day, and left.

Now, anyone can apply where I work and it's super easy. I don't remember why, but at the time I thought she was making fun of me or something. Looking back on it, I'm positive she was hitting on me. Fuck, missed opportunity.
<bot>: there's a smoking hot girl working at a US Bank in Madison, and she'll probably get coffee with you if you can find her a different job.