was not working with dogs and puppies as a temporary kennel maid.
Although I loved being surrounded by dogs and didn’t mind clearing up the mess, changing their water or putting feed down, I did not get on with the owner who had a weird and erratic way of doing things. Scrubbing the floors of kennels on my hands and knees with something not much bigger than a large scourer because she didn’t believe in buckets and mops, was one scrub too much.
No, my best job was at the bank as a financial analyst.
It was well paid, and I had strict deadlines, but everything was based on number crunching, something I love, and something I’m good at!
I’ve always said give me a list of figures and I’ll balance it 20 different ways, and basically this is exactly what I did. It was my job to report the figures to the Head Office for four European offices (all different sizes and different perspectives).
Once my training was over and I understood how the spreadsheets worked and what to record, report and split where, I was in my element.
I did the job for five years, ending up training my replacements before taking redundancy in 2001. 9/11 happened ten days before that day, and our entire office, from finance, payments, foreign exchange and our IT guys all chipped in one way or another to keep things moving.
Written for #FDDA 30th August