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Today was a steady Tuesday, like normal until a new character decided to entertain myself and co-workers with his presence.  A man walks in with a bag full of clothes and other surprises that you will soon hear about.  This guy walks in and starts loudly asking every person he could see if they had a cigarette.  One member that I was about to help said, “I don’t smoke cigarettes” and as he continued to ask everyone he ran into he says “damn, does anyone in America still smoke?  I just want to buy a cigarette.”  So I look at my co-worker who’s sitting at the front desk and she is wide-eyed and trying to contain her laughter just as I was.  This guy proceed to sign in at the desk, putting in the “other” category, money.  I saw this and told my co-worker, “what does he think, we’re just giving money away and he’s coming to pick it up?”  So as I took my member in the office to help her, I saw this guy go outside and ask everyone in the parking lot if anyone had a cigarette…this guy was fiending.  He finally comes back inside and tells other members that are waiting that he just wants a cigarette and coffee.

My other co-worker comes out to help this guy and takes him to his office.  After about 10 minutes of being in the office, he leaves.  I asked my co-worker what he wanted help with and he said and he said the guy asked for lawn mower parts.  My co-worker said “I’m sorry sir, this is a credit union, but there is an automotive store right across the street you can try.”  At some point during the conversation, my manager brought some medication for my co-worker that was helping him because his stomach wasn’t doing too well.  Then for some reason, the guy says, “here’s something that will help” and gives my co-worker some weird name brand condoms.  My co-worker was like, “uhm, I don’t think that will help” but the guy insisted.  He apparently also asked if he can throw something away in his trash can, my co-worker said yes, the guy throws away one thing, then pulls out a baggy with marijuana seeds in it.  My co-worker quickly told him “sir, you can’t throw those away in here, you’ll have to take those with you.”  Then that’s when my co-worker realized, there’s nothing he could help him with and said “alright, well you’re all set.”

When my co-worker told my other co-worker and myself what happened in the office, we were laughing so hard, we couldn’t contain ourselves.  I have no clue why we have these characters that come into my job, but it sure is amusing…as long as they don’t do anything crazy.

On another note, I saw the cutest thing on my way to school today that I couldn’t help but smile when I saw it.  The ducks that live in the pond on campus were crossing the street.  It was so adorable and I couldn’t help but snap a pic…

duckie xing :D

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We had another visit from our beloved crackhead friend today.  He came in and one of my co-workers said he can’t come in.  The crackhead then kept saying “nah, man.  I’m waiting for my sister, she’s in the bathroom.”  My co-worker said “there’s nobody in the bathroom” and he’s like “yeah man, I’m just looking for my sister, she’s in here.”  Uhm….yea….there was nobody related to him in the branch whatsoever.  Let me not forget to mention that he was wearing a trenchcoat in 100 degree weather….WTF?

Effin weirdos….lol

At my job, we offer free coffee to our members. There are some people that REALLY take advantage of it, but there’s one person in particular that can’t stay away. Some of my friends have heard the stories about the crackhead that comes into my job. The only reason why I think he’s a crackhead is because of the following:

1. He talks to himself (I swear he put a hex on me one day).
2. He sometimes wears a trench coat in the blazing heat.
3. He came in one time….just to get a cup of sugar.
4. He walks around looking suspicious with his chin lowered to his chest and eyes looking around everywhere.
5. He once wore a Ring Pop that had no “pop”, it was just the ring.
6. Another time he wore sunglasses…with no lenses as he sang Barry White “Can’t Get Enough of Your Love” to me and my manager while we sat there wide-eyed and I tried to contain my laughter.
7. When we threatened to call the cops or told him he has to have an account with us to drink our coffee and use our restroom, he starts yelling and says things like “I’m gonna call the cops on YOU!”, calling my manager a crackhead, and bragging about how he is going to opened multiple accounts with his $250 check and he would still have EXTRA to himself….he made a big emphasis on EXTRA and kept saying extra like five times after that.

So, either this guy is on crack…or he’s just plain nuts.  I know for sure he’s a bum, but he just won’t get the point that he can’t come to our branch anymore.

Today, he decided to pay us a visit.  He came in wearing some shorts, suspenders, and no shirt….to a bank….wtf?  He came in looking around like he usually does, suspicious, eyes darting all over the place, seeing if he was noticed.  My manager sees him and tells him he has to go, that’s when he starts yelling and calls my manager a crackhead then leaves.  It has gotten so bad that the members even notice him, they know that he comes in just for coffee, and that he might just be a little bit crazy.  My managers told us to call the cops on him as soon as we see him, that’s how you can really tell how bad it’s gotten.

Later in the afternoon, he comes back to get his coffee and my manager casually calls 9-1-1 without acknowledging him.  My branch manager walks out the door behind him to see where he goes so we could tell the police where he went.  He then tells me to stand outside and watch him to see where he goes but tells me that if he comes back, come back inside.  I watch him as he crosses the street and lays down on the pavement next to this little grocery store, sipping his cup of coffee.  After a while, he gets up, crosses the street and then goes to the other bank across from my job.  He stays there for about 5 minutes and then walks around in between other businesses until he just continued walking down the road away from my job.  I just kept laughing to myself, watching him, looking at his every move and reactions thinking…this guy is nuts!  All the while, members are coming in and out and looking at me like, “why is this girl outside?” and asking me if we’re closed LOL.  Finally, I couldn’t see him anymore so I went back inside and the cops showed 10 minutes later.

I guess we’ll see if the crackhead will show his face again or if he’ll finally get the point that he can’t come to our branch anymore…especially shirtless…*gag*.  LOL

So words of wisdom my friends…don’t do crack, it changes people LOL.