It’s amazing what a break from the old routine can
do. I was back at work today, and found it an enjoyable, challenging breeze. I
had quite a few awkward things to deal with as well (by which I mean ‘awkward
people’) and a week ago I would have found it difficult, depressing and
downright impossible. Today I found it all manageable, satisfying and something
to be proud of.
There was an e-mail sent out on Monday from Head
Office – they want to convene a meeting of all the East of England employees
who are in my position. They say it’s to ‘reflect on the development of this
originally experimental position and to identify improvements moving forwards’
which we’re taking to mean ‘the first look at ways we can make most of you
redundant’ Should be a nice lunch involved though, and I don’t really care if
they keep me on or let me go, so I haven’t let it bother me too much.
I also found out that I’m losing one of my most
treasured underlings. Martha is off to study nursing and aim for a career in
the rapidly diminishing NHS. It’s a disappointment but I have to wish her well.
Anyone who gets out of this infernal money-making-for-others world I occupy
deserves some respect and support. We’re going to have a little buffet lunch
for her on her last day, with the theme of a children’s party. So lots of rice-krispie
cakes, carrot sticks that no-one will eat, and various types of crisp with
various dips. Most of it will come from the supermarket, and I’m sure I can
find a little money in the budget somewhere to pay for it all on the company.
They’re obsessed with looking like they care about staff wellbeing at the
moment, so I’ll put it through as ‘an activity to boost morale and mental
health’ and they’ll probably sign it off.
RC 25-9-19
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