so, it's friday morning and i am at work, per the norm, and i'm waiting to punch in* and mary gets a phone call. and she's saying "uh huh...to fill in...i'll ask her". so i'm saying to myself simultaneously "please be sara...please be sara" and also "not the shopping center, please not the shopping center" because i knew it wouldn't be sara, i knew it would be me so the first inner voice would be the voice of denial and the second the voice of abject terror. and then mary says "uhh amy, fancy going to the main office?" and i say "the main office?" and she says "yes" and i say "the main office" and she motions yes with her head. and then i guess i said "sure".** as i was getting ready to leave we wondered what tragedy could entail taking one of the three tellers from bar harbor to help out the m.o. pretty much the tragedy is that everyone of important went on vacation at the same time and per refusal to staff some departments adequately the teller line was shorthanded.
so off to the mo i went feeling sure that my style of tellering and that of the main office would not jive and atleast afterwards they'll never ask me to fill in again.
it wasn't terrible at all, seeing as their supervisor was on vacation and they were not very busy, atleast not by my standards.*** i did do like 100 something transactions but we never had a line. it's a very different atmosphere to be sure. and i missed my customers. i forgot what it's like when people assume you're new and treat you like an idiot. the m.o. employees seemed very surprised indeed to see me behind their line and the double takes were pretty funny.
meanwhile the emails from bar harbor were hysterical. they were flat out and mary had to turn away some new accounts. sara ran out of money (but didn't end up having a panic attack under her desk atleast) and she has forbade me to leave them ever again, on a friday.**** dennis seemed equally surprised that i was in the MO and i'm rather bummed i didn't get to freak him out when he walked by. that would have been priceless. as it is the computer department thinks i'm insane because they had to re-server my email so i could use it there and there were like 300 emails from dennis with the same title (you do not want to know what we were arguing about, the man is insane) and mr. computer's like "there seems to be a problem and i can't figure it out, you have all these weird emails from dennis ******" yes they are weird but they are supposed to be there. "uhm...mr. computer, we were arguing and i have to keep them so i have documentation of his hypocrisy". he didn't seem amused.
so that was my big day at the main office and i really hope i don't have to go back or become a convenient floating teller. i'm not interested. meanwhile matt called me last night from nj (where he had gone with his cousin, did i say that?) to see how my day was.***** he's coming home today, short trip. more on that monday, i'm sure.




*lest the evil of overtime wipe it's dirty paws on me.
**because i have no will and no capacity to say no.
***busy by my standards is when you completely run out of money because you don't have enough free moments to get more and then you have to hide under your desk to re-group (when there aren't any customers o'course).
****any other day it seems i'm dispensable..sob sob.
*****sweetheart.