MAYHEM IN MAY… life goes on (Part 159g)
We walked into the room
with me leading Norman. I’d cleared a table in the front of the room for
him to lay out his materials and when we were halfway there heard a Board
member call out and ask “Can we see a picture of what our new phones
will look like?” It didn’t register with either of us right away and
Norman slowed a bit to respond. When he did it was to say he’d have to
get it from the material he was carrying. When he reached the table he
pulled out the actual presentation folio he’d prepared for me, turned to
the page, folded it back and gave it to the Trustee who'd spoken up. As
soon as he did a couple of others asked if he had copies of it for all
the members. The question caught him by surprise and before he could
attempt to answer Bert (the president) spoke up and stated Norman had
not come prepared for a group and didn’t have copies to hand out. That’s
when I heard the not so dulcet tones of “Polack Joe” calling out for
someone to make copies. As I’ve written any number of times before, the
bank had a wet copy 3M copy machine that made extremely poor copies and
it took ‘forever’ to make just one. As soon as he spoke I knew it wasn’t
possible but I certainly didn’t want to be the one to speak up and tell
him. I was in a position to catch Hobie’s eye. Thankfully, he jumped in
to explain. He wasn’t even finished explaining when Joe shot out
something like ‘You mean you don’t have a Xerox machine?” When Hobie
answered that we didn’t he came right back with “Why not?” For the next
few minutes the conversation centered around copy machines. I remember
looking at Norman and kind of shaking my head. The end result was I was
charged with contacting Xerox and to pursue a contract for one of their
copiers.
With that settled Bert introduced Norman who told a
little about Northern Telecom. As soon as he mentioned it was a Canadian
company Joe wanted to know why we were even talking to a “foreign”
company. That prompted the Chairman of the Board to respond. He was in
poor health and rarely said much. He was more like a figurehead and even
though I’d rarely interacted with him I was surprised by what he said
and how he said it. In essence he questioned Joe’s motivation for the question and noted
that he’d not said anything when Bert had just spoken about the
presentation just a few minutes prior. Then he said that it didn’t
matter and pointed back at Norman and told him to continue with his
presentation.
Not to drag it out but what had happened prior to
our entering the room was that Bert had made a case for the Board to
approve an expenditure of up to $17,000 for the Northern Telecom system.
Then it came back to me that it was the reason for the Trustee making the statement
about “our new phones”. Bert had already sold them on the need and now
Norman was selling them on the system. I watched Joe who just sat there
staring off into space. My thoughts at that time were consistent about the Board as a
whole… why did they ever choose him?
When we walked out of the
room Norman was very, very excited. At the bottom of the
stairs he told me that this sale put him in line for regional salesman of
the month. As for me all I wanted was to get the installation started.
Going out the door he assured me that he’d shepherd the installation
through to completion. I felt good about the way the day had gone.
The
next day I made contact with Xerox. When I told Trish about it she
didn’t believe me. I’d asked a couple of times why the bank had resisted
getting a Xerox copier and all I’d been told was that my predecessor
had been “duped” into buying the 3M product and, with the money
invested, they refused to consider Xerox. As I told Trish about how it
all came about she laughed. I’d been too surprised when it happened to
see the humor in it. The Xerox office servicing our area had only been
open for a short time and was still trying to fully staff it. I was told
that they would have someone at the bank on Monday but couldn’t tell me
the salesperson’s name. I didn’t care as long as they showed up.
I
was feeling pretty good with two ‘wins’ but was brought back to reality
when Hobie called me over to his desk. I thought it was to discuss what
had happened at the meeting and I was partially right. After Norman and
I’d left another item that wasn’t on the agenda was discussed. It had
to do with staffing the new branch. The very first thought was that
Jerry had gotten in touch with one of the Trustees… and I was right. I
desperately wanted to know who he was aligned with so, again, asked
Hobie. If he knew he wouldn’t say. What Hobie wanted was for me to make
arrangements with a motel to hold interviews and then to get want ads
placed in all the area media. Because we were discussing the hiring I
asked if I was to do the interviews. I distinctly remember him shaking
his head in a negative manner. Just the thought of Jerry doing
interviews with absolutely no experience made me speak up to protest.
His response reminded me of when I’d proposed Gina to be the chief
clerk… not good!
To be continued…
3 comments:
Joe must be Jerry's go to guy, as they both seem to be cut from the same clothe.
Previous panties were a nice find.
back to Jerry, you worry to much. My advice would be let him hang himself, as you will be out of the line of fire. The board will have to eat that sandwich.
I know its years in the past, but I keep hoping Joe gets voted off the board! Made me smile to read that he was shut down by the senior members. It's almost unimaginable that a bank didn't have a xerox machine since they're so ubiquitous now.
Bad
OB... my problem with Jerry was that in the organization chart for the bank he reported to me. Should either of the Fed or State examiners find something wrong at the branch I was deemed responsible. :-(
BS... as far as PJ, I could only hope... As far as the Xerox copier was concerned, they wouldn't sell their machines back in those days... rent only... and the bank had never signed a rental contract for anything. The approval for me to go ahead with it was breaking new ground... :-)
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