The worst part about working as a clerk is the hours. 7:30am to 4pm, M-F.

FUCK... THAT.

I don't like mornings. I would prefer to go to BED at 6am, but now I have to get UP at 6am. I would prefer to go to WORK at 4, but now im coming HOME at 4.

Having the weekend off is ok, though I prefer that my days off be split rather than together, and since few of my friends have the weekend off, its kind of useless.

Bah. Fucking day job.

So I spent the first week at work sorting mail to be sent to other places. It works just like you see on tv or in a movie where there is a mail room. We grab a stack of mail and throw it into slots on the wall that are marked with the location of various places.

It was boring as shit, but lets face it, Im getting paid pretty good money to sort mail. It took about 3 days or so to learn all I needed to know about that particular job.

At the beginning of week two, they decided to move everyone out of my department but me and Dick.

What was once a crowded room is now practically empty. Then they put me in a different job, (same department) working alongside Dick doing some of the same things Dick is doing. You could say that this is as close as i've ever come to working with dick.

Now I need to know where each document goes that enters the building. This is harder than you think, because the IRS has 6 documents that all look identical but go to different places based on THE NAME OF THE PERSON LISTED ON THE DOCUMENT.

Oh yeah, they've spent who knows how much time and money creating this system of numbers to identify where things go, but instead of using that, we rely on knowing the names of people in each department, some thousand different people.

And of course, since they recently laid off everyone in the building and replaced them all with temps, some of the names are no longer the same. But of course they don't get around to updating anything, so when we recieve something that goes to "Bob Johnson" we have to know that it really goes to "Kathy Peterson" because Bob was laid off last year.

Which is just the most efficient system ever.

And of course not only do I not know anyone's name, I don't intend to LEARN anyone's name. I prefer not to be friendly at all, or these people may expect it later. And fuck that.

The outgoing mail suffers from the same thing. The IRS will move a whole building full of people to a different building and not update any of the service centers that send mail out. So we constantly get back mail that was not delivered because that particular address now goes to "Jimbo's House of Porn and Hunting Permits" in Ass-end Alabama.

They have one guy who does nothing but looks shit up on the IRS database to see if he can track down where the fuck people were moved to. They could send out an email to all the service centers when they move a team that would fix that whole problem. But no. Its much easier to keep throwing money at it till it goes away.