So I also go to work, as well as college. I work for a bank, one of the main high street banks. I won't mention which it is because I'll probably say some untoward things about it.
So today, my boss was on holiday. So I was stuck with the other boss. Who is new and I don't particularly like her.
And I do a lot of things at the bank. Although I'm technically a cashier, I rarely ever do that. I'm usually doing some admin or something. Though today I also has to be a meet and greet sort of person who deals with requests and queries.
So today the other boss set me this task of rather simply ringing up the morgage department, which is based overseas. And get them to fax me a morgage agreement. So after 4 rather angry phonecalls to them and many promises on their behalf to send me this fax. I got a fax, which was incorrect and then spent another 5 phonecalls trying to get them re-ammend it and sent it me. And ending up me trekking over to the other branch in the city centre as they decided they couldn't send it to my fax, even though they had two hours earlier.
But there we go. And how did that lovely boss reward my hard work and dedication? She sent me out into the banking hall. To be a receptionist. Which I am useless at. So 10 minutes later I'm standing there, like a lemon and a customer sitting on the sofa winks at me. I told the girl I was with and we made a bit of a joke about it. And then a few minutes later she moves away to talk to a customer and he comes up to me, and grabs my hair, which is covering my name badge and moves it behind my shoulder and says "Laura Cairns" and I can smell the alcohol on his breath and I realise he's drunk. And he goes and sits back down. I decide that I'm not going to take that so I went to tell my manager, who told me to sit down while she got someone else to deal with him so we could get him out of the branch as soon as possible. So I sit there for a few minute, slightly shaky. I've never had anything like that happen there in almost two years of me working there. Although I usually do sit behind a nice and safe thick pane of glass. So then she tells to get up and go back to where I was. And I do, and about 60 seconds later, he gets up to go out the bank and he comes up to me again and touches my shoulder and says "bye"
It really got me freaked out.
But I got to leave 40 minutes early as I only had a 20 minute lunch as I was chasing that damn fax. Which was pretty good.
Last night there was an earthquake in Britain. 5.2 on the richter scale apparently. I slept through it. My mum didn't. Although she thought it was my dad falling out of bed. I was dead to the world last night. I didn't know what day it was when I woke up this morning. I was pretty sure it was the weekend.
I wasn't that lucky.
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