No-one
is happy that Gavin is stepping in to 'fill my shoes' while I am away in Devon.
The common consensus is that the sensible move would be for HIM to travel down
to sort out his other site, leaving me to run things where I'm used to being. I
keep having to explain to people that I pointed that out to him the second I
got the e-mail suggesting this ridiculous adventure.
What makes even less sense to me is the way he is sending me loads of
information about what has been going on down in the South. I'm flat out busy
every second I'm at work, I haven't got time to sit and look at spreadsheets
and rotas and staffing details, and I'm sure as Hell not going to take them
home to look at. When is he expecting me to absorb all this stuff, and come up
with a plan to reverse the damage? While sleeping? I feel he may be over-hoping
and overhyping my abilities.
Anyway, it is what it is, and I'm sick of filling this blogsite with it, so
I'll try very hard to spend tomorrow's 200 words on a completely different
topic!
RC 9-8-23
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