Christmas month begins..

My disciplinary meeting was a bit of a non-event. The Deputy Store Manager and the HR Executive sat there in grey suits looking very grave. They went on at length about professionalism and how my actions while in my uniform reflect on the whole company and how damaging the publicity might be, etc. Fortunately, Jim the security guy had written a statement about how ‘the victim’ had been a pain in the arse to several staff members that night, and how I was only acting in self-defence, which was nice of him. Dave my manager came in with me and gave me a glowing report and then, when offered my own chance to speak, I delivered the coup de grace: I fiddled with my sleeve with tears in my eyes and said I was sorry, but I wasn’t really myself that night. I told them I’ve recently been placed on antidepressants and that a side-effect of them is an increase in violent tendencies. I told them I was only on them in the first place due to my work conditions, and the pressure they put on me to stay until Christmas when I really wanted to leave in October. They looked at each other with an expression that said “potential law suit under the Mental Health Act” and sent me off with a verbal warning.
11 days of work and counting…

RC 1-12-09