The true horror stories in Paris-Part 6

I here upload my first post since I moved to Blogger.  Thank God to the administrators of Blogger because my old posts have suddenly attracted thousands of viewers and all I did was having them transferred from Wordpress where I only attracted one or two views per day.

If you have read my true horror story in Paris part 1 to 5, you may wonder whatever happened to that Japanese middle-aged spinster who tried to brainwash me to hand over to her my cash as offerings.  Maybe this bit is a true horror story only possible in France.  One year on she is still employed by the same bank because of the iron clad Union power á la Francaise.  Her superior has been under stress worrying over what she may be doing with her other Japanese clients’ accounts and yet he can’t fire her.  Her coworkers are also stressed mentally and physically because their workloads have increased due to the fact this spinster could not be trusted with new clients.  A few months ago I had to call my current councilor but she had called in sick.  Instead I heard that cursed voice at the other end of the phone.  The spinster recognized who I was and guess what?  She giggled in a low sinister manner.  No shame…and no sanity if I may say.  And yet this woman has a free access to the financial information, whereabouts, etc. of all the clients of the bank, including mine.  My current councilor and her superior have been begging me not to close my account and I have given them one year to be rid of the problem.  Nothing has changed, if not turned worse.  Time to make decision.

Mulling with the idea I walked up the subway station of Republique.  I found the air to be smoky.  Next moment my eyes stung.  Toxic gas attack?  No, it was tear gas.  The first time in my life I was exposed to it.  It turned out there was a strike going on at Place de Republique rallying against the recent change in labour law or something.  In order to calm them down, the police had resorted to blasting tear gas from the look of it.  The strikers are probably justified in doing so, but they are also protecting wrong employees. 

I cannot change the system.  The only course left for an individual like me is to leave, in this case my current bank.