....not a lot else to say, really, apart from the fact that my beloved employer has spent the last month jerking me around.
A month ago "they" said my contract couldn't be renewed then, a few days later, they said they were having a re-think and wanted to take me on permanently.
With my contract due to end in two weeks I asked the boss today what the situation was. She said she would get back to me. She did - by fucking e-mail (nice touch). She said it wasn't being renewed after all and blamed cutbacks.
Funny, they apparently had decided this a week ago but waited until the end of a long-running campaign I had organised which culminated in an awards ceremony in London yesterday, a day when I put in 14 hours and worked myself into the ground seeing the job through to the end.
Fuck 'am! Fuck the bloody lot of 'em. Right now, I want to send people to fucking Grantham!!!
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I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons.
On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"
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| Mind: | 4.1 |
| Body: |  2.7 |
| Spirit: |  8 |
| Friends/Family: |  1.6 |
| Love: |  0 |
| Finance: |  5.9 |
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10 comments:
Bastards! Cowardly Bastards as well.
By email?? Classy, I must say! Bastards - the lot of them. Doesn't matter where you are, all bosses are scum.
You should just send bosses, team leaders, line managers or whatever twattish title they have to Grantham.
Something will come up soon,
Love
Big Ears
PS: Well, I hope England bring you some cheer against South Africa - even if I can't stand the bloody game!
fucking sounds too good for that lot
I'd nuke 'em
Bastards!!! But you finished the campaign, and that will look good on your CV. Mr & Mrs W
I'm sorry Reg. There is really nothing I can say, to make you feel better. But I can say this. You have friends all over the world. And that's bigger than Grantham.
If you need anything, all you have to do is ask.
Heck, so sorry matey. In times past I would have been over to do the 'arm round the shoulder, let's go out for a beer' thing. That's not on, obviously, but I'm there in spirit. . . lame as that sounds.
Bad news, but you'll cope, I'm sure. Drinks will be bought at the weekend, of course.
BGT
Nothing ever good happened in that place you were working in. Just a jumped-up North London suburb. You're well out of it. All my enemeies should go work there.
Lunch offer still open.
Cunts.
I hope that this helps.
Thanks to one and all for the kind words, the shared expletives/expressions of outrage and the support.
I got the last laugh, however.......I poured strichnine in the water dispenser so that brings me some comfort. Ouch, these straps on my jacket are pinching again.
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