After five years of saying, “Hi, what’s your account number,” my days as a teller have officially ended. Last week I said goodbye to Cyprus Credit Union in order to begin a full-time position at Salt Lake Community College.
My job at the Credit Union was more than just a job because a lot of landmark life events took place while I worked there, I:
1. Graduated From High School
2. Went to College—USU
3. Went on a Mission
4. Went to a different College—BYU
5. Worked at the Olympics for a month
6. Went to a different College—U of U
7. Got engaged
8. Got married
9. Went back to Holland
10. Graduated College
Though I have done a lot of other things since I started in 1997, Cyprus has always been part of my life. Regardless of where I was living, where I was going to school or what other job I had, I was always still working at Cyprus. I've experienced a lot of interesting things during my time as a teller. I have:
- Been Robbed
- Been Suckered into hearing about a pyramid scheme at my house
- Seen a lady get busted for meth possession and had to deposit the drug money confiscated from her underwear
- Broken a drive-thru lane by shooting pens and cassette tapes out of it, instead of the tube
Despite those adventures, my last day was just like any other day. I came in, sat down and then helped the same people I help everyday (the average Cyprus member comes in about 5-7 times per week, I’m not kidding).
At about 4 p.m. a member got extremely upset with me on the phone. On the one hand it bummed me out that I had to deal with such a jerk on my last day, but it also made it easier to think, “Huh, I won’t have to deal with that again tomorrow.”
When 5:30 p.m. rolled around, I packed up my meager belongings: my name plate, the sandwiches in the fridge that I forgotten to eat the previous day and a stack of old Rolling Stone magazines.
“Well, it’s been real. Really real,” I said to my co-workers. That was about it.
I walked out into the world of grown-up jobs. There's no turning back now.
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