So, Working Saturdays at a Bank is probably the most bothersome thing you could possibly do with your life. You wake up at the ass crack of dawn, get out of bed, put on whatever you can find that isn't dirty or wrinkled. You then proceed to drive to the Bank.
Once there, you wait in your car for around 20 minutes, waiting for the other employees to arrive. When everyone get's there, you all get out of your cars at once and walk to the front door. You then deactivate the alarm, make sure all the doors are locked, (Because one time we found a lady in the atrium and it scared the shit out of us.) and then we go downstairs and in the tunnel to get to our stations.
Now,
Today, we get to the Bank, we unlock the door, we go in and we clock in to go to work. Once we walk down into the tunnel, something smells like dead animals. So we proceed a little further in. Then, we see that the tunnel is flooded with what looks like septic back up and dirty water. So, we wade through the nast, get to the final door to go up the spiral stair case to get to our stations, and when we open the door, IT'S LIKE 3 INCHES DEEP WITH BACKED UP SHIT AND TOILET WATER.
So, now we're at work, with the sound of dripping septic water in the back ground. No one here to help us, or give us a raft to float to safety.
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