Diary of a BANKER-Part 1

It all started after my graduation from university when i began my career as a banker, even thought i never liked to wear suits, i hate the jackets, i hate the suit pants specially the ties, the socks, i don’t like this kind of clothes “the chic” and BTW i will never do, (best invention in the world is the JEANS).However i really needed this job.

Since my first day at the bank i kept telling everybody my friends, my colleagues that i will quit in a month because i cannot imagine myself wearing this everyday even that i like playing with money (and who doesn’t), off course it would be much fun if i was playing with MY own money but anyway my biggest problem was the clothing.

So i get to the meeting with the manager before i start the job and since i had long hair and a beard the man smiled at me while saying:”son you will start with us in two days”
Me: with that poker face “ Hmmmm, ok, great”.
Him:”but i guess it’s better to cut your hair and shave your beard, you know it’s against the Bank’s policy”, and oh you will be meeting some clients so SMILE.
Me: with a fake smile “i will see about that”.

The first day came and i started at the bank, sure with my long hair and beard, actually i couldn’t cut or shave-’em they are part of me, so from the first day i got a warning because of that, but come one it’s not a big deal, warning before even i start my job, it looks like a nice record for the Guinness book( fastest warning ever).

But look at the bright side i was wearing a suit and smiling.

To be continued with Diary of a BANKER part-2

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