On a happier note I once traveled to the Philippines on a work assignment as an hourly employee and was fully paid for travel time (from my home to the hotel and vice versa). Needless to say those were some nice paychecks. 
I and sick and disgusted by people who pull down their face mask, lick their fingers, and then use those same cootie-covered fingers to handle their money. Grow the fuck up, people and STOP DOING THAT! I don’t care if you’re “vaccinated”, the covid vaccines do jack for all the strep, staph, herpes, cold, flu, and other shit you’re carrying around just like the rest of us. WTF is wrong with people?
I don’t know why people do that in the first place. I don’t think I’ve ever had a hard time getting the bills apart, even the crisp ones fresh from the bank.
I hope random licking of fingers goes away with this pandemic.
I’m a keyholder/supervisor in my store, which means that I close the registers at night and count the cash. I confess to once-upon-a-time being a finger-licker for paper moving, including some cash (Ever try counting a stack of brand new ones? It’s a giant PITA).
Thanks to the pandemic I’ve changed my ways. There are bottles of sanitizer everywhere, so now when I need dampened fingers for rapid and accurate counting I just take a small dollop of sanitizer on my fingertips. Works very well, better than a licked finger in fact.
Side bonus is that if you forget and go back to old habits 1/2 way through, you have a nasty tasting instant reminder! 
Had three more of them today. Ewwww!
Get your manager to provide you with a big sack of those rubber thimble things to hand out.
Wordlessly, but with a meaningful arch of a single eyebrow.
In the last year, I’ve had quite a few managers attempt to bring back employees who either retired or were leaving the company for other reasons as contractors. And 9/10 times I end up saying no. There’s a real risk of running into hot water with both the IRS and the Department of Labor for misclassification of an employee as a contractor.
Or, keep a pair of rubber gloves nearby. When a customer slobbers all over the money (hey, slobs gotta slobber!), make an ostentatious display of pulling them on.
No, you’re missing the point.
It’s not just about ME. That slobbered on money will pass into the hands of other people. That bill they’re handing me now gets passed out to someone else as change two customers later, and meanwhile it’s rubbing up against other bills in the drawer. AND then they touch other stuff with their cootie-laden hands.
You get people who do this, set aside the bills they just get their slobber on, then try to dig more bills out of their wallet or purse. NO! The problem is not the money! The problem is that you’re spreading your spit all over EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH. The old bills. The new bills. The change you’re handling. The keypad when you answer the post-transaction survey. Everything.
It’s awful and disgusting and for the love of Og STOP DOING THIS!
My name is purplehorseshoe and I very thoroughly approve this rant.
So, the calendar for 2022…I just got an email, and they do want to do a calendar! They want a draft in a week. Ha ha ha ha! I usually start the calendar early, but it’s so late I thought maybe it wasn’t happening this year, so I have done nothing. And I’m out part of next week. So I have four days to do this thing. Also they haven’t sent me any of the information that needs to go in it. 
It’s Secret Santa time, and I need to get a gift for a coworker I don’t know very well. I think I should be able to do this on work time. It’s taking too much time and I have so many other things to do. All of the stores that used to have a good selection of inexpensive gift-y things have closed. There aren’t many stores left in the town where I live except for expensive boutiques and men’s clothing stores. I went to the mall and couldn’t even find anything there (and there was a shooting at the mall on Black Friday, so I really don’t want to go there anyway). I don’t have high hopes, but I’m going to try the tiny Target today.
When I worked for the food stamp office, people used to lick their fingers and then flip through paperwork they were giving me to handle/fax/copy/upload/whatever. I got so sick of it that I kept a can of disinfectant at my desk and would silently watch them spitting all over everything until they held the papers out for me to take.
I’d make them put them on the counter and then spray the papers with the disinfectant. People got very insulted. I got a verbal warning. I kept doing it and my co-workers started doing it as well. People didn’t stop spitting on their paperwork but we felt much better.
OMG. This unlocked a memory. In the before times, I asked a patient for his copay, he dug out his debit card, licked it on both sides and said “here it scans better this way” as he handed it to me. I was so shocked I couldn’t think to say no fast enough, I grabbed it by the edge and scanned it. I should have refused but I just didn’t think fast enough. I did wash my hands and lysol everything else.
Omigaaaaahhhh… bet this is this the same client you couldn’t get to commit to a yes or no answer, back in… November? Wow. So, months of this crap. Soooo sorry!
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Found the previous headache:
Did your Secret Santa organizer set a spending limit? Ours is $15 for the whole week, with the expectation that you place a gift in the recipient’s stocking every day. 
I’m guessing it’s going to be nothing but gag gifts, but I hit clearance racks and sales this weekend and managed to create a respectable little stash: foaming soap, a kitchen towel/cloth set, a microfiber electronics cleaning cloth, a little pack of brownies, and a tiny hand sanitizer (which is a regift and thus doesn’t count toward the budget).
Same department, different person. Everyone in that department is usually like this, so I should be used to it by now!
The email was worded a little strangely and I misunderstood it, so really I have two weeks to get the first draft done. That’s much more doable. And I’ve figured out a genius new way to do it, so I can get it done more quickly. 
We’re doing one gift with a $20 limit. I found a cute fox-shaped mug at Target and bought a lot of chocolate to go with it. I’m happy with that. I even had some leftover Lindt truffles for myself. 
I’m always happy when I find good sales for Secret Santa gifts, so I can get more stuff.
A large tube of lube. Always a thoughtful gift. (It’s secret right? Nobody will know it was from you?)
Hah - that’s a new cause of failure!! I was actually working with the RTC at that time (spring / summer of 1991 mostly) providing IT support for S&L closures. The ones in Texas were largely smallish ones, and failed due to the oil market bottoming out and other economic issues. The ones in California were due to the various shenanigans such as what they were getting up to at Lincoln Savings and Loan (I did not work on that one, but several successors).
The second of the two, we were actually on premises for several weeks before closing; typically we’d all show up at 5 PM on a Friday. Not that the S&L staff didn’t know it was gonna happen, but they did not (at least not officially) know WHEN. At this last one, it was obviously pretty grim. Staff were obviously leaving in droves; there were bonuses offered for those who stayed through the closing. Nobody was happy - they knew they were on death row, so to speak (note: I did not see or interact with any of the bigwigs responsible for the mess - just admin and middle management).
There was a lot of arcana involved in what my team was doing (handling figuring out the insurance limits on accounts). I’m told Southern California has many beautiful sights - but as I almost never went outdoors, I had to take others’ word for it. Only time I ever billed 24 hours in a single day.
They will know. This is a G-rated gift exchange.
I just found a pair of socks with dinosaurs wearing Santa hats in my gift stash. Too late for this Secret Santa, so now I have to decide which lucky person gets these awesome socks.