At the moment and for the last coming , I’ve come to the cold reality that I will not likely being doing my complete 30 years in my current employment .

Britain is broken, my job is directly impacted by this very fact.

It’s very much the case of the tail wagging the dog.

Hopefully there will some good and positive news in the next couple of months.

Fingers crossed.

I feel very badly let down in my current employ, the role was completely over sold and it’s failed to live up to the advertised position.

The junior management are so very very poor at dealing with even the most evident inappropriate behaviour and I saddened that good manners is not high on their agenda.

So when I addressed the issue to a very sub standard member of staff , they failed to deal with it whatsoever .

I’m watching the clock when I’m at the office and the calendar when I’m at home , longing for the day to be free of these shores , the place of my birth but one which I cannot wait to see the back of.

It’s become a human landfill .

4 Responses to “Work”

  1. on 10 Jun 2010 at 12:31 pm Matron

    I could have written some of that myself about my own situation. Did someone move your cheese? then go find some more cheese elsewhere!

  2. on 10 Jun 2010 at 12:36 pm Gazza

    Well, you can put on your orange shirt these days and time will fly again.
    We had elections here. They are talking about it here to let us work till 67…….mmmmwwwwhhhaaaaa

  3. on 16 Jun 2010 at 9:14 am Gazza

  4. on 20 Jun 2010 at 8:37 pm Scubagran

    now I understand the profile picture! just hang in there if at all possible it will be your entry over here that you’ll give away won’t it? Lots of cuddles… 🙂

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