I feel certain I was trained to use pneumatic tubes somewhere, but I can't remember where or why. I've had a lot of jobs over the years. Maybe when I was bank teller?
That's beautiful. Or taken literally, incredibly gross.
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-t - Sep 05, 2014 6:02:15 am PDT #5656 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Steph L. - Sep 05, 2014 6:07:04 am PDT #5657 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
A lot of banks use them for the drive-through. (My grandpa was notorious for driving away with them. Occasionally my grandma would bake cookies or a pie for him to take to the bank when he sheepishly returned the tube.)
-t - Sep 05, 2014 6:11:04 am PDT #5658 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Yeah. I don't think we had a drive-through window at my branch, though. Or maybe we did and it just didn't get much use? I don't remember.
Calli - Sep 05, 2014 6:39:45 am PDT #5659 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
We had pneumatic tubes at the bank my parents used. For all I know my current bank still does, but I've never used their drive-through, so I don't know.
msbelle - Sep 05, 2014 6:53:19 am PDT #5660 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
8 million things are fucked up at work. In someway they are all going to be my fault. I hate everything. I am getting more and more convinced that I am not fit for work.
erikaj - Sep 05, 2014 8:32:00 am PDT #5661 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!
Tep, I'm an author, and I'm totally a pain in the ass. Usually, not together.(But it does bother me in politics to hear "author" as a verb.
Scrappy - Sep 05, 2014 8:42:18 am PDT #5662 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
We are doing layoffs and I got up at 3:45am to deal with the Chicago office. So far today I have fired 10 people. Seven more to go. This is a result of more efficiency and stuff here, so it's a good change, but, still. Hard day. MUCH harder for them, but still shitty for those of us doing the deed as well.
juliana - Sep 05, 2014 9:26:33 am PDT #5663 of 30000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
I'm willing to stick it out through this next year (meetings start this month and go through May 2015 [also, there are no meetings in November and December, so there are only 7 meetings in a year]), because advance notice would give them enough time to find a replacement.
So late, but Tep? Quit now. The people in the group can't manage to return a book on time (which, believe me, I get) - they probably will not be able to find a replacement in that time, and you might feel guilted into staying longer. Quit now. Especially since the head lady was so disrespectful of your time and clearly-stated work boundaries. Quit now.
I am getting more and more convinced that I am not fit for work.
msbelle, I am with you, and I'm sorry everything's so FUBARed at your work. It's kind of that way here. (My boss keeps raising his voice and clattering things around. It's very stressful.)
Scrappy, I'm sorry you have to do that.
Sue - Sep 05, 2014 9:27:09 am PDT #5664 of 30000
hip deep in pie
Aw Scrappy, it is tough thing to do.
Zenkitty - Sep 05, 2014 9:54:16 am PDT #5665 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I am getting more and more convinced that I am not fit for work.
Work is not fit for you.
"I hate everything" is the exact phrase I said to my therapist yesterday. Seriously, if I had to go back to working in the office, with my boss popping up at my desk like a miniature Beelzebub fifty times a day, I'd lose my mind. I am no longer fit for work that involves F2F contact with other humans. Never really was, but I can't fake it any more. I would have to take so many drugs. I totally grok those people who say fuck all this and go live in a box under a bridge. Like, if my only choice was between working retail again or living in my van? Fuck it, I've got an air mattress and a portable fridge, I'm out.
Scrappy, I'm sorry you have to do that; that has to suck.
Pneumatic tubes are amazing. My bank still has them at the drive-through. *sssshhhhkkkk* *clank*