The Mountie and other stories
Friday, January 04, 2013
Today I went to work absolutely sick to my stomach about a situation I was certain would get me fired. So when my boss got in I told her about it immediately. Turns out it was a gap in my training. She told me she's going to develop a process so I know how to deal with it from now on. It's something that comes up only at month-end, so it'll only be an issue twelve times a year (if that).
Meantime we're still working on getting me trained on how to process electronic payments. It's complicated and my boss doesn't know it very well, but our lead (who DOES know it) is out on medical leave so we're kind of muddling along. We spent some time on it, and boss actually praised me rather lavishly when we were done! Also, she officially took away my load of A/R and passed it to the new rep and told me I'm full-time payment posting now. What a relief! For the last couple of months I've had to do both and it's been a killer.
Full disclosure: even thought I'm not Canadian, ever since I was a little kid I've thought Mounties were seriously cool. I religiously watched Sergeant Preston of the Yukon (boy, did THAT give my age away!).
When I lived with my old roommate she took a trip to Winnipeg to visit her family. As a joke I told her to send me a Mountie, so she sent me a postcard of a Mountie. It's been pinned up in my cubicle for several years. My roommate made me leave a few years ago, and the more I thought about it the more I realized that it was really a bad situation (Arthur told me I was "the ATM in the back bedroom"). She made it pretty plain I was second-class.
I thought long and hard -- did I want to keep the postcard she sent me? You know, I finally decided to keep it up there. The Mountie never did me any wrong. And besides, I still think Mounties are majorly cool.
I am SO glad it's the weekend! I'm spending quality time with my three gentleman friends (coffee with Bobby and lunch with Ted tomorrow, breakfast with Alton on Sunday). However, I also really do need to do some serious housework. But not when my guys are on!