The Buffoon's mom died. We all went to the funeral today. It was quite sad, as funerals tend to be. One of the pallbearers had his shirt untucked, a cell-phone holstered on his belt and sunglasses perched on his head. Predictably, his phone rang during the service. I wondered if the other side of the... Continue Reading →

I found out today that Gunty's husband left her for another man, who also works at the bank, and is technically her superior. That may be the saddest thing I've ever heard. There are certain people you will never like, regardless of anything else. A guy will never like his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend no matter how... Continue Reading →

We have a floating teller named Ron with us this week. He is filling in for one of the regular tellers, Chuck, who is out on vacation. Ron is an old silver-haired man who perceives himself to be quite witty. He tries to make jokes and comical observations all day, but fails miserably. He seems... Continue Reading →

Today wasn't fun, or more accurately put, it was worse than most days. The Buffoon's boss came by today. She is a white-haired older lady, whose skeletal structure is carrying 2.5 times the weight it was designed to support. Her size causes her to walk in limp-like fashion and she has an awful haircut. I... Continue Reading →

Over the past few months, upper management has been handing down more and more work requirements to all the branches. Since numbers are down, we are being given more tasks which, in theory, will help improve sales. In reality, these tasks represent a legal grounds for the dismissal of employees, if necessary. Big companies prefer... Continue Reading →

The Buffoon warned us on Monday afternoon that he may be late the following morning. His refrigerator went out. He lectured us on how hard it is to not have a refrigerator. He and his wife had lost all the food that was previously being kept cold. They didn't have any ice. He "literally" had... Continue Reading →

I've begun keeping a log of some of the dumb things the Buffoon has actually said: "I've been here 'til 6 o'clock every night this week". This was said on a Thursday as he headed out the door at 5:30. He must not have remembered that I closed on Monday at 6pm and he had... Continue Reading →

The Buffoon got back from a meeting today and announced, "I got all the way over there, and it was the wrong day! Diane told me the wrong day! If her cell phone had been 'own I coulda reached her. I cain't believe she gave me the wrong day". "You've been gone three and half... Continue Reading →