RetroPost: 11.05.05

{Saved from Xanga} ARGH! I am so sick of my stupid job right now. I'm sick of a lot of things actually... I'm feeling stressed. My week started out with Amy getting caught forcing a close. I felt extremely bad for her since I have a tendency to force closes quite a bit. Never for a lot... just... why should you spend the precious fifteen minutes after close to scramble to find a measly couple of bucks? Unfortunately, she was off that couple of bucks because she didn't do a movement from the vault... thus, she got caught, and, like I would've done, lamely tried to cover it up. *sigh* So, she ended up going into a closed door session in Linda's office. I assumed it was just because of that so when she came out and said I needed to go in there, I was like WTF??? It ended up being a speech about Internet use at work. It was pretty much that our computer guy has been monitoring our Internet use and he's a big f*cker. Then she lamely went on about how we need to make a good impression on our board and the higher ups because we're not growing as a credit union. What they don't understand is that our lack of growth has nothing to do with our online time... We're online all the time because there's no growth! And there isn't sufficent growth because there's 11 other financial institutions in Fallon. So now I've been playing Freecell like crazy which is much less productive than balancing my checkbook, paying bills, blogging... But I sorta understand. What I didn't understand was when she said,"We've talked to you about this three times.." I was like HUH? Actually, she never has. Then she said, "If this doesn't stop, some things will happen that won't be... very nice." The hell are you talking, woman? I almost died trying not to laugh at that one. All in all tho, it's made my boring job that much less tolerable. That and they take everything out on Amy. Yeah, she can be a tad annoying sometimes but she's caught on quickly even tho she barely got any training at all. On Thursday she told me she wants to quit. The more I think about it, the more I want to quit as well. I know I can't at the moment, not until we get into a new house. Once we get the mortgage for a new place, it'll just be... boost our emergency fund like crazy or have a new job lined up. Or stay where I am... I really do like being a teller. It's just we get looked down upon so badly and there's no real room for improvement except becoming a loan officer which I already know I don't want to do. On top of it all, my direct supervisor is Faith and she really rubs me the wrong way. Not just as a coworker but as a person in my personal life as well. Being Missy's mom and all, working with her can be uncomfortable and on the inside, she isn't the nicest person. From what I've seen and experienced, she's a hypocritical busybody. Not a combination I find appealing. Going along with that, it seems that Missy and Noah have distanced themselves again. It's getting to the point where I don't even know if it's worth it or not to continue dragging that friendship along. I love Missy dearly... Noah and her mom fill her head with things. Noah is very hard to listen to... he's full of stupid a lot. So I don't know where that stands. Argh yet again. And lastly, the stress all gets together in my mommy's kitty, Socks, got hit by a car (we assume) and broke her back. They took her up to Reno and she had surgery yesterday. It's been an incredibly stressful week. Soooo tired. But at least this font makes me smile. God watch over us.