The type of day where nothing goes right? Nothing catastrophic happens, but everytime there is a variable, it comes up negative? Where every yes or no question is answered with a no, everything takes way too long, the odds all stack up against you, and nothing is good enough the first time?
That was yesterday for me. Not one single win all day long. And today started with me misreading the schedule and showing up for work 90 minutes late. So I'm taking a shorter lunch for the chance to still leave at 5.
Auspicious start to the week.
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.
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