IrenicEmbers

I worked for a bank you see, it wasn't my choosen career path, but it's something I landed into when we got here. It's a privately owned bank which stresses nepotism and all sorts of goodies that having been public, most organizations wouldn't have gotten away with. I worked my ass off for the company and was pretty good at what I did ... then things started to change. Mismanagement ran awry. Another branch in CA closed and most of us were sitting around waiting for our severance packages.

The "bosses" were a spineless jellyshit (yes, that's spelled right) of a woman who cannot manage her way out of a flipping ice maze. Since we were in mortgage banking, there was a sales manager who's a lecherous creep that no one in the surrounding area liked. Quite a combo. Houses are popping up all around Washington state and there's a mass market for mortgages, yet we were getting 1-2 loans a day.

One day I went to work and the spineless turd was being particuarly unfair to a fellow co-worker and me being me and having this deep-seated sense of fairness, I decided to do something about it. I couldn't just go in her office and tell her off ... but the company was running this "Corporate Tagline" contest ... and I entered my submission, "{name of bank}...where the stupid thrive". I knew the moment I hit send, I was going to be in deep shit.

Didn't think I was going to be fired though.

But, the heads thought it was slander. Didn't even bother to question why an employee who's been dedicated and hard-working would do something like this. Who gives a shit anyway ... not to toot my own horn, but I really did help a lot of individuals at that branch, and no one knows the program that we enter our loans into like me. So, it's their loss. I could care less, although it did hurt like a sonofabitch when it first happened.

I didn't cry until I saw Nick; I'd called him while I was packing up my stuff and he came right over. When I saw him though, I broke down and didn't stop until Christmas Day. I just felt like I was disappointing him somehow. The one thing he kept on telling me was not to do anything to get myself fired.

All I know is, that as much as this sucks ass, we'll get through this. Ironically enough, it did bring us closer after a tough few months. It's going to take some re-evalutaing, but I've had enough of the Pacific NW. I asked him to move back east, I'm thinking Baltimore or Virginia. Ideally, I want to move back to NY, but realistically there are reasons why neither of us should be in NY.

Hope your Christmas was better than mine.