Bank Teller

So, it's interesting, I pretty much royally f-ed up my teller test for NBT.  I got a 93% on the written portion.  Pretty good, but a 39% on the practical.  I completely forgot that I was supposed to finish the scripts from class as they were part of the test.  Kari (the head teller, the girl training me) had to remind me because I was utterly confused by the score and Glo's explanation of it.


...I'll do more later.  I need to do something else.

Written While at Dinner Tuesday

While waiting for my dinner tonight I wrote this in my planner:


The PURSUIT of SELF KNOWLEDGE
   We spend our lives trying to fit a mold, be it society's, our own, our relatives, friends, lovers.  We spend our lives trying to be something and never succeeding.  We're told if we let go we can find contentment.  What if contentment is really just satisfaction in failure?


   Many great artists suffered their [entire] lives due to their dissatisfaction  with failure.  They refused to do anything displeasing to them, anything that degraded/ made them less than an artist.  You could say they led miserable lives because they never knew face, wealth, or even comfort, but they had the satisfaction of knowing they were true to themselves.


Perhaps when the forefathers promised us "the pursuit of happiness" they actually meant the right to be self-aware and confident in that.  If we could know who we are, what we want, strive for those things, and actually end up happy that would just be a fantastic little bonus, but if not we could always have the knowledge that we gave ourselves our all [because at the end of the day that's the best we can do and sometimes the only person we can please].

Written Sunday at Dinner

While sitting in a small restaurant in Norwich waiting for my meal I jotted on an envelope I had information for my stay written on:

Business travel - most people look forward to it.  It's glamorous - you get an expense account, the prestige of being a trusted employee, and the ability to see new, sometimes exotic places.

The reality - if you fly you see the airport, hotel, and where the meetings take place, including business dinners sometimes.  If you rent a car you can only put so many miles on it because work will only cover so much.  You get a crappy hotel and room - again because that's what work will cover.  If you drive your own car work may not reimburse your mileage and if they do they don't take into account what you drive.  [If you own an SUV this is a very bad thing.]  If they do they still have parameters.

If you travel to a foreign country you need to adjust to any language barriers, time difference, et cetera within a limited amount of time and then see a bunch of important people you don't know [while] seem[ing] intelligent and distinguished [all the while fighting] jet-lag.

...Job Situation

I was laid off from the hardware store on 1/29/10.  I had gone in the week before for an interview at NBT Bank.  I have since gone for a drug test in Albany and should find out tomorrow when I start (assuming I passed).  I don't really want to be a bank teller, but I also have found that I don't qualify for unemployment this time around.


I need to find the time to get my EBAY sales finished.  I still have 5 unsold items that I had purchased for this purpose.  Once I unload them I'll probably give up on the whole EBAY/ DBA business.  I need to look into dissolving it or if it's ok to just leave it open but not used for some time.  I feel like I probably do need to do something legal considering I had to do something legal to get it off the ground.  Paperwork...

Work Life

That interview did not work out.  I went through 3 and then got a letter stating that I was not quite the fit they were looking for.  I was almost relieved because I did not know if I wanted it or not.  That saved me the decision-making process which probably would have ended in a no.

I have since moved to the other store in my company.  It is 15 minutes from my apartment, therefore 14 minutes further to work.  I find this store difficult.  I had gotten used to the old one.  I knew the people, I knew how they worked, I knew what would make them happy or annoyed.

Now I have been in the new store for about a month (plus a day).  I still do not have a clue what makes these people tick.  They do not get my sense of humor.  I find myself uncomfortable 9/10.  It is truly no fun and I hate being quiet out of fear.  I definitely cannot be myself there because when I am I get strange looks and am avoided for the rest of the day.  It is pretty upsetting to a social creature like myself.

I cannot wait for the day when I can mostly work from home.  Of course, I have been shorted this week.  3 days.  On the bright side, the boy and I can get crunk on New Year's eve.  Pretty sure it is the only way I will make it to 12am.  Just true as I usually am at work by 720am...