Most Outrageous Stories (c-Stories) (TM):  Finance/Banking/Brokerage

I once worked at an office in a middle management position. My immediate supervisor and I had a great social rapport (we shared several common interests and had many enjoyable conversations) but were at odds with each other on the job, especially when it came to staffing issues. He had made many demeaning comments about my staff\'s importance within the structure of the corporation, all within their hearing, so he was certainly not held in high esteem at the office. Needless to say, this also made my job extremely difficult, and many a night I came home from work bemaoning this guy\'s lack of people skills and the problems it caused me. One afternoon, after business hours, I brought my dog up to the office so everyone could meet him. Corky was a wire fox terrier, a fisky little fellow who endeared himself to everyone he met. He captivated my staff with his winning ways, and seemed especially taken with my supervisor, a fact I found surprising, considering Corky was usually a pretty good judge of character. As my supervisor was busy bragging to the staff about how much animals like him, Corky jumped up and his rock hard little head made contact with a very vulnerable part of my super\'s anatomy. My super\'s voice cracked mid-sentence, tears came to his eyes, and he was valiantly trying to remain upright. The staff began twittering; I, too, was trying desperately not to laugh; while Corky sat down at my feet, tail wagging, looking at me as if to say \"Aren\'t I a GOOD BOY?\" The next day the staff presented me with a big rawhide bone to give to Corky, in thanks for his doing to the super \"what they could only dream of doing\"

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I once worked as a commercial teller at a bank that serviced a high volume restaurant chain known for its sausage products. Every Saturday, as a thank-you to us, they would usually bring over some sausage and biscuits for our staff to eat when they picked up their coin order. One Saturday, I received a frantic call from the manager--he was short staffed and had forgotten to send someone over to pick up the coin order. Sure enough, a few minutes before we were to close the assistant manager came rushing in to pay for the order. He pulled a large wad of cash out of his coat pocket and handed it to me. As I opened the roll of bills, out fell a condom! I knew it wasn\'t a come-on--I was a good ten years older than him--but I sure as heck didn\'t know what to do about the condom. I pushed it out of sight while I counted his cash and debated what to do about it. The coin was sealed in bags, so I couldn\'t just slip it in with the order. I would have to hand it back to him. What would I say? Oh, by the way, you may need this later? I don\'t think so! I chickened out and didn\'t give it back to him. After he left, my assistant wanted to know if they had brought us some sausage and biscuits. No, I regretfully informed her, we didn\'t get the sausage--just the casing--and I held up the condom. We all had a good laugh, but I still wonder to this day if my lack of courage just interrupted his Saturday night fun, or did the guy father a child that night?

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We had a coworker that was very talented but had anger issues. If this person was challenge our something did not go their way. This person would begin to argue and his pupils would dilate and a vein would pop out of his forehead. Would be scarry at times.

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Just wanted to share this story with those young grads who may not have made the transition from college kid to professional worker. I was a trainer in a bank management program, working at the branch office level with a very promising young man in the administrative assistant position. He was doing great his first week on the job--until Saturday morning arrived. Apparently, throughout his college days, he and his buddies would go out drinking on Friday nights. OK to do when you can sleep it off the next morning, not so smart when you have to report for work at 8:00 am. He showed up bleary-eyed, obviously hung over, and reeking of alcohol. There was no way I could allow him to interact with the customers. The kid was in such bad shape, it was a wonder he had made it to the office in one piece. He spent the morning in the break room, guzzling coffee in an attempt to sober up. Later, when I discussed the situation with him, he told me he was just having a good time, and it had never occurred to him he wouldn\'t be in any condition to work the next day. Needless to say, he was put on probation--not a good start to his banking career. So, stop and think before you do something to get yourself in trouble--what might have been overlooked in college could end your career before it ever gets started.

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\"Earl\" and his wife, \"Mary,\" have been clients of mine for many years. I received a phone call that they had sold their home of some 30 years and were moving to the other side of town to be closer to one of their daughters. \"Earl\" wasn\'t thrilled with the idea, and after my comment to him that now he would be able to see his grandkids all the time, he replied \"oh yes, my daughter had alternative motors!\"

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Our bank manager was a 45-year old temperamental and heedless unmarried woman. She once asked me to print a bank statement of one client. When I gave her the printout, she scolded me in front of my coworkers for not furnishing an annual report. I was pissed because she did not give me her precise instruction. I felt so humiliated.

 Rate It |Post Comment | 2 Comments | Story Date:2008-08-14 | Share Story