Get the Name Right (D’ante’s Badge)

Recently I worked for a temporary agency contracted with a national bank based in Cincinnati. They processed documents for a specific department within the United States government. It’s detailed work, with precision required in recording names, addresses, and ID numbers.

Needless to say, there were lots of rules and bureaucracy at every level of the organization. Every employee had to pass a fingerprint and background check annually. There were strict limitations on when, how, and where we could work with the records we processed. Also, we had to master the details of processes we are forbidden by law from sharing.

Our ticket to move around on the floor of this factory-style workplace was our badge. We entered the building with a swipe, with someone verifying our face matched the badge, and we entered and exited the floor with a swipe. Certain doors would open – or not open – based on the information held in the chip. 

The ID badge contained our photo, an indication of our level of clearance or access, and whether we worked directly for the bank or for an agency. 

And of course, the badge prominently displayed our name.


By Jack Jose

Jack Jose is an author, educator, activist, and freelance writer.

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