legal paperwork is FUN!
ok, now i know this may not endear me to the more artistic free spirits among you, but i just did something i didn't think i was going to have to do for a long time: filled out paperwork as the plaintiff of a small claims lawsuit.
it's not as thrilling as it sounds, really--i mean, i'm not actually the plaintiff, the mechanics bank is. but basically, i had to re-read some email and mail correspondence, as well as a couple articles on this "holder in due course" clause of the uniform business law...thingy.
basically, my boss isn't around, and i'm bored and available, and after pretty much doing nothing for the entire first half of the day, i felt like i should do something to actually earn my fucking paycheck for the day, so i asked an office friend-slash-neighbor if she had any work that needed doing. she's in the bank's risk management department, so the small claims paperwork is what she came up with for me.
i know it sounds retarded, but it was actually sort of guiltily fun. i felt like a grownup with real responsibility, plus just the process of learning about a new business law was somewhat eye-opening. so now i have experience in filling out small claims paperwork, should anyone ever need help in that department [a-HEM, christian martinez].
this is heartening, because recently, when i approached my boss about the bank's management training program, he told me that i was totally qualified and that he'd recommend me very highly [and he's a senior vice president of the bank, as well as a board member and the head of all retail banking, so that letter of rec would pretty much kick down every door in my way]....as long as i took out my plugs. he said that in an industry where you're dealing with people's money, you had to have an immaculate public image, and apparently, my plugs are not AT ALL aligned with that image. so, that pretty much ruled out my chances of getting into two of the three tracts of management training--the two that end up with positions that deal directly with the public.
now, i'm not saying that i need desperately to rebel against society, but dammit, my plugs are the only moderately revolutionary thing i've got going for me and i'm quite fond and proud of them. i know, it was my choice to stretch, but i couldn't help but feel somewhat discrimated-on, because i know that in my four summers of working for this bank, i've been an exemplary employee. yeah, i post in my livejournal a lot, but i never put off work to do it; i only do it in lulls when i'm doing nothing. i'm a hard worker, i'm professional, and i've never had any manager or supervisor complain about me. in fact, every time i go to a new branch, the manager suggests that i fucking drop out of school and work for them. seriously. it's happened on three different occasions. i thought that would be enough to qualify me for management training.
in retrospect, i've been feeling a little less crappy about the whole mess, because he did say that the third tract of the program is still available to me, and pretty much implied that i could do it if i applied for it. i'm not exactly dying to work in customer service, anyway, and the internal operations people all get to enjoy a relaxed dress code. so that's nice.
it just felt affirming to be entrusted with something in a new department, even though i have no legal or risk management training whatsoever. maybe i have a future with this bank, after all.
oh, yeah...i've decided, for those who are confused by this post, that it is in my best interests to take some time off school after i graduate in june, before going to grad school, and work a little bank job for a few years, in order to dig myself out of the deep, deep hole of debt i've been digging for five years. it's not glamorous, and it's not a music job, but i'll be fucking damned if i'm gonna move back in with my parents EVER AGAIN.
....but now, i'm off to do some more remedial shit: making packets of dittos!!!!! YEAAAAAAH!!!!!
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it's not as thrilling as it sounds, really--i mean, i'm not actually the plaintiff, the mechanics bank is. but basically, i had to re-read some email and mail correspondence, as well as a couple articles on this "holder in due course" clause of the uniform business law...thingy.
basically, my boss isn't around, and i'm bored and available, and after pretty much doing nothing for the entire first half of the day, i felt like i should do something to actually earn my fucking paycheck for the day, so i asked an office friend-slash-neighbor if she had any work that needed doing. she's in the bank's risk management department, so the small claims paperwork is what she came up with for me.
i know it sounds retarded, but it was actually sort of guiltily fun. i felt like a grownup with real responsibility, plus just the process of learning about a new business law was somewhat eye-opening. so now i have experience in filling out small claims paperwork, should anyone ever need help in that department [a-HEM, christian martinez].
this is heartening, because recently, when i approached my boss about the bank's management training program, he told me that i was totally qualified and that he'd recommend me very highly [and he's a senior vice president of the bank, as well as a board member and the head of all retail banking, so that letter of rec would pretty much kick down every door in my way]....as long as i took out my plugs. he said that in an industry where you're dealing with people's money, you had to have an immaculate public image, and apparently, my plugs are not AT ALL aligned with that image. so, that pretty much ruled out my chances of getting into two of the three tracts of management training--the two that end up with positions that deal directly with the public.
now, i'm not saying that i need desperately to rebel against society, but dammit, my plugs are the only moderately revolutionary thing i've got going for me and i'm quite fond and proud of them. i know, it was my choice to stretch, but i couldn't help but feel somewhat discrimated-on, because i know that in my four summers of working for this bank, i've been an exemplary employee. yeah, i post in my livejournal a lot, but i never put off work to do it; i only do it in lulls when i'm doing nothing. i'm a hard worker, i'm professional, and i've never had any manager or supervisor complain about me. in fact, every time i go to a new branch, the manager suggests that i fucking drop out of school and work for them. seriously. it's happened on three different occasions. i thought that would be enough to qualify me for management training.
in retrospect, i've been feeling a little less crappy about the whole mess, because he did say that the third tract of the program is still available to me, and pretty much implied that i could do it if i applied for it. i'm not exactly dying to work in customer service, anyway, and the internal operations people all get to enjoy a relaxed dress code. so that's nice.
it just felt affirming to be entrusted with something in a new department, even though i have no legal or risk management training whatsoever. maybe i have a future with this bank, after all.
oh, yeah...i've decided, for those who are confused by this post, that it is in my best interests to take some time off school after i graduate in june, before going to grad school, and work a little bank job for a few years, in order to dig myself out of the deep, deep hole of debt i've been digging for five years. it's not glamorous, and it's not a music job, but i'll be fucking damned if i'm gonna move back in with my parents EVER AGAIN.
....but now, i'm off to do some more remedial shit: making packets of dittos!!!!! YEAAAAAAH!!!!!
heart
patrick