I make a trip to the bank about once a month. I almost always go on a Saturday, nearly always wearing very feminine clothes. All the tellers recognize me and know that I'm there for a cashier's check to pay my rent. The one who waits on me most often calls me by my male name on sight and if I come in on a week day asks if I had to work on Saturday. While it's a bit disconcerting to be called a male name on while dressed a feminine as I get, but she's only calling me what comes up on the screen when I swipe my bank card. She's otherwise a pleasant person and give excellent service. I totally enjoy my trips to the bank.