April 24th, 2003

Me 2012

Another Threat

Today one of my co-workers, Kermit, was teaching me how to do his job. I'm supposed to take over for him so he can retire. He's only part time now. I've gotten too good at my own job, so it doesn't take me very long to do anymore, and accordingly they had to give me a new job. I've already been contemplating ways to make his job less burdensome. So in six months, maybe I'll be doing his job and my own too efficiently and they'll have to find yet another thing for me to do. It's like a vicious cycle. *sigh*

At least they won't give make me a loan officer, like Dale. While Kermit was teaching me, we heard Dale tell a man, loudly, several times, "Get out of this bank." I've worked with Dale for some years now, and in my experience there's only one thing that makes him raise his voice: a threat. I found out later that the guy had said he was going to hire someone to break Dale's legs. When Dale said, "Don't threaten me," he replied, "That's a threat."

That's when Dale told him to get out.

I'm so glad I'm not a loan officer. Some days I really think I need to get into another line of work.