I am about to head home, and I am extremely happy to have reached the end of the week.
I was pi**ed off royally on Monday, and the feeling has not subsided a great deal since then; if anything, it’s been amplified. Our Head Office people (the ones who are still there, rather than the stupid ones who buggered off abroad in August and are still having to quarantine at home) seem determined to drive their underappreciated workforce into a suicidal frenzy of despair. Terrible decisions, pointless paperwork, unnecessary changes and incomprehensible strategies are piling up at a rate that would make you laugh if you weren’t being affected by their implementation. One hopes that sensible heads will prevail, but one is not confident in that hope.
Those Above Me were so impressive during the lockdown. I genuinely mean that. We had clear direction, great support and the welfare of their employees was paramount. Now it seems to be sod-em-all, make-a-ton-of-cash, screw-social-distancing-in-case-it-sends-our-customers-to-our-rivals and lets all plan a week in Malta at Christmas.
Thank God I have my family to get home to. I shall post this blog, turn off this computer, and get the Hell away from here until Tuesday at least. My work-at-home Monday ploy has at least been approved, so it’s three days til I’m back in the office.
RC 18-9-20
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