God, my life is weird.
Working today, but only until 4pm. Been quite quiet onsite really. I’m covering one of my employees who has a family wedding, but I’m also extra-manager on-call for the store, so if anyone drops dead or someone turns up with a knife and threatens the girl in the tobacco booth (for example) I have to drop everything and rush over. Which is ridiculous, because then I would be leaving the garage understaffed, which is the very scenario I’m here to help avoid in the first place, but this is a company that will very quickly take advantage of a situation if it saves them a few quid. ‘What’s that you say? Rory is onsite already? Well – goodio – if we bend our own rules, he can fill two roles and we’re covered without paying another wage! Hurrah! Pass me another expensive bottle of water to celebrate with and let’s all pat ourselves on our management backs!’
Anyway – by distracting myself with that waffle, I have now forgotten what it was that I was finding so weird about my life, that I wanted to write about.
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