Thursday, December 22, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Get out of Work for a Few Hours
Caution: The story you are to read has graphic pictures and a lot of blood.
So at work yesterday I decided to close the teller drawer (the drawer tellers push in and out to get deposits from the drive thru) on my right pointer finger... .:sarcasm:. I've done it before and it really hurts, but I've never done it this bad or make it hurt this bad before. So I was helping a client I regularly help and I was pushing the drawer out to him which makes our side close, I flinched and the guy asked if I was okay I said yes... turned off the intercom ran to my station holding my finger (you know what you would do if your were to slam or hit your hand really hard). I then looked down and was like OH I'm bleeding. Feeling stupid I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in to clean up. Well I did the normal run it under water get a towel and hold it run under more water, apply pressure, etc. Well this thing was GUSHING blood... So I got out of the bathroom opened the breakroom door, saw Rachel (our personal banker) said "Rachel!" real loud and stared at her for a second with a face of terror and walked back to the bathroom. The minute she walked in I started bawling because I couldn't get the thing to stop bleeding. She looked at it and was like we're going to clean it up. So Rachel cleaned me up (could not get it to stop bleeding) but wrapped up my finger like none other.. There was blood all over I left a trail on the floor, etc. So anyway they wanted me to go somewhere (to make this story shorter.. went to Walgreens for their care centers this one didn't have one, by this time my manager and the vice president of the bank were back from lunch and showed up at Walgreens, I bawled asked to go back to the bank while we figured stuff out) Ended up going to an urgent care for workmans comp or what have you. Rachel (who I now owe a lot to) went with me. The doc looked at it told me not to slam my finger in drawers anymore put some glue on it gave me a tetnus (sp?) shot and we went back to work, just in time for Rachel and my 3 o'clock departure from the bank.
Side stories:
1. One of our new tellers came to Walgreens with me (they wouldn't let me drive) and he was like this is cool at least we don't have to work and I said "Well I do have nine other fingers." Haha.
2. Rachel sent them a picture from Urgent Care of my finger. Meanwhile Nick (another teller) got a paper cut... Sent Rachel the picture with the quote "The Horror". I will now be an area of joking around the bank.
So at work yesterday I decided to close the teller drawer (the drawer tellers push in and out to get deposits from the drive thru) on my right pointer finger... .:sarcasm:. I've done it before and it really hurts, but I've never done it this bad or make it hurt this bad before. So I was helping a client I regularly help and I was pushing the drawer out to him which makes our side close, I flinched and the guy asked if I was okay I said yes... turned off the intercom ran to my station holding my finger (you know what you would do if your were to slam or hit your hand really hard). I then looked down and was like OH I'm bleeding. Feeling stupid I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in to clean up. Well I did the normal run it under water get a towel and hold it run under more water, apply pressure, etc. Well this thing was GUSHING blood... So I got out of the bathroom opened the breakroom door, saw Rachel (our personal banker) said "Rachel!" real loud and stared at her for a second with a face of terror and walked back to the bathroom. The minute she walked in I started bawling because I couldn't get the thing to stop bleeding. She looked at it and was like we're going to clean it up. So Rachel cleaned me up (could not get it to stop bleeding) but wrapped up my finger like none other.. There was blood all over I left a trail on the floor, etc. So anyway they wanted me to go somewhere (to make this story shorter.. went to Walgreens for their care centers this one didn't have one, by this time my manager and the vice president of the bank were back from lunch and showed up at Walgreens, I bawled asked to go back to the bank while we figured stuff out) Ended up going to an urgent care for workmans comp or what have you. Rachel (who I now owe a lot to) went with me. The doc looked at it told me not to slam my finger in drawers anymore put some glue on it gave me a tetnus (sp?) shot and we went back to work, just in time for Rachel and my 3 o'clock departure from the bank.
Side stories:
1. One of our new tellers came to Walgreens with me (they wouldn't let me drive) and he was like this is cool at least we don't have to work and I said "Well I do have nine other fingers." Haha.
2. Rachel sent them a picture from Urgent Care of my finger. Meanwhile Nick (another teller) got a paper cut... Sent Rachel the picture with the quote "The Horror". I will now be an area of joking around the bank.
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