Remember me?

I finally realized that SOMEONE was reading this boring blog when they pointed out I hadn't written in a while. The Holidays flew by not without drama and I started by new job at Bank of America, which I really like.

For 3 weeks now I have dressed up every day and worn makeup and fixed my hair and I'm still alive. My saving grace has been the hair straightener I got from Dad for Xmas! Used to, I could either have good hair and no makeup or crazy hair but good makeup. Like it was too much trouble to do both. And it was. But this thing is awesome.

I've lost some weight which poses a small problem because all the clothes I got to wear to work at christmas are getting baggy. I took a cue from that old SNL Gap skit and just "sinched it" with my belt. But the pants are so loose the belt rides up really high and the pants are falling down.

I like all my coworkers. It's really busy in the bank. I mean, the line is to the door all day!! It's weird. I want to yell "GET DIRECT DEPOSIT!" to all these people. They are Dad. Dad does not have an ATM card and will not use the ATM. He wants to do everything the "old fashioned" way. But these people are annoying as they stand in line and glare at you if you have to rip yourself from your computer to go to the bathroom.

People are weird about their money too. It reminds me of the scene in Big when Tom Hanks as an adult gets his first paycheck for a measly $187.00. He gets to the teller and she asks how he'd like it back and he says something along the lines of- twenty fives and 87 ones or something insane. We get that a lot too.

Some of my favs

" Can I get a roll of quarters but I only want 2005 quarters." There is NO way to do this.

" I want bills with NO writing or marks on them."

" Can you count this for me?" And it's like 7000 dollars in ones. thank goodness for our counting machines.

" The ATM says I'm overdrawn! Can you look up my account for me and see if it's overdrawn here?"

I have a training coach named Miss Shirley who is an older black lady who runs the drive through. The best thing about working beside her is that she talks under her breath about the customer she's waiting on. We have a mic that we push on and off so they can't hear us. But she's always mumbling. Usually don't know their acct number or filled out their deposit slip wrong and it really annoys her. Then she smiles and wishes them a good day.

Anyway, will try to do better at blogging. Been busy, Che's mother is moving in at the end of the month while simultaneiously trying to clean out/sell her very very old and rundown house. Her gas is off b/c of a leak so we go get her every night (30 minutes from our house) and bring her to ours so she can shower. I know. She won't stay the night or anything b/c she doesn't want to leave her dogs. I know.

Toodles!