I went to school for Fine Arts. I'm an accomplished sketch artist, painter, photographer, writer, and designer. I'm gruff, rough, and kinda tough. So how the HELL did I end up working at Fiscal United Bank? The following stories are all true accounts of the day to day insanity that I have encountered as a representative of Fiscal United Bank. Only the names and minor details have been changed to protect... well, to protect me from litigation, frankly.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Teller I'll Be Back
I have once again found gainful employment within Southern Star Bank, this time at the Riverhead branch. My new manager, Caroline, and my new assistant manager, Jean (who did most of the interviewing), have made me feel very welcome. I am only working 11–3 every day, which is weird, but until my back is 100%, my doctor won’t clear me to work full time. Which is okay, I could use some time to get back to 100% speed before I am thrown into closing again. I am located at the drive up station, which benefits me because it is a low chair and allows me to sit with my feet firmly on the floor. I am occasionally thrust into a more prominent station when another teller is out sick, but so far, things are going OK.
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