I'd Like to Go Back to Bed Now

[rowyn]

Last night, my Sidekick popped up a reminder: Bank Secrecy Act training this morning at 7:15AM.

Ugh. This is one of several mandatory training sessions on one subject or another that every bank employee goes through every year. Loan Ops had theirs scheduled for 8:15 three weeks ago, but I spaced it and showed up at my usual 9:00. As penace, I needed to get up even earlier to go to the one for retail.

So this morning, I get up early. At 6:30. My sleep-addled mind had decided that 6:30 was plenty early enough to get out the door by 7:15. Which it was. Except that I had to be at the bank at 7:15. Which meant leaving the house at 6:55, because I live close to work but not that close. That left me 25 minutes to dress, pack lunch, pack jogging clothes, and eat breakfast.

Whee.

I was ready to go thirty-one minutes later. Lut took pity on me and drove me, since he was already up and partly dressed in order to take out the garbage that I didn't have time to deal with. So I got to the bank at 7:08, gave Lut a kiss, and went to the door as he drove off.

I looked through the glass. The lobby was empty. What the ...? I looked around the parking lot. There was one car: my boss's, who would not be here for BSA training because she was at the session for loan ops.

I knew the training was supposed to happen today, because another co-worker had been by on Friday and mentioned that she'd be in on Monday for it, since she'd missed the one for loan ops too. I tried to guess at my boss's desk number (her office is right next to mine, I never call her) for a minute, until she coincidentally came to the door.

She didn't know anything about a training session either. "I'm here for the auditors."

I waited by the door for ten minutes to see if anyone else without a key showed up. A woman who looked vaguely familiar came to the door, carrying a couple of books and an interoffice envelope. I opened the door. "Are you a bank robber?"

"Why yes, I am."

"Come right in, we're happy to see you. Vault's not open yet, you'll have to wait, though."

She was the compliance officer, and also here for the auditors.

A few minutes later, I gave up and went to my desk to start working.

When the branch manager straggled in, I went over to check on the meeting news. "Our BSA training? Ours was last Thursday."

...

So there's supposed to be a special make-up session of it. Sometime. Hopefully at my branch, since I can't actually get to any of the other branches sans car. I don't know who corrected my co-worker's misimpression, since she never showed at all.

In the meantime, I'd like another hour of sleep now k thx. x.x

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[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

We're lucky. All our mandatory training is electronic, so we can take it whenever.

So... useless... x.x

[rowyn]

We have mandatory electronic training, too, but auditors or regulators or someone decided it didn't suffice so we still have to do some of it in-person.

The really annoying part is that it's the same subjects, every year. I've been going to robbery training every year for the last eleven and neither the general message ("lie back and think of England") nor the specifics have changed. Gahhhh.

And BSA really, really sucks, because it's all about the government using us to spy on our customers. I hate the BSA. v.v