I did as I said I would do, and I managed to get a
message to Christian, the recipient of my immature tantrum yesterday. Thanks to
GDPR, and people’s stupid reaction to it, it took me frigging hours to be able
to get confirmation from his company that he even worked for them, much less be
able to negotiate about contact details. What a trial. I remember at one point
literally, actually banging my head on my desk while saying “I saw him here
yesterday in YOUR uniform. I KNOW he works for you” and still not making
progress.
Anyway, we got there in the end, somehow. I just
hope the e-mail gets forwarded properly, so he doesn’t think I’m putting in a
complaint about him.
RC 28-6-19
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