Still no reply from my S.A.D. Manager directly, buit all staff have been issued with a general letter. And guess what? The management have backtracked and letting the old rota run until August. So much sh*t - for nothing.
So, all that hassle for nothing. Ok, we've had official instructions now that I have to work a minimum of four (week) days now - I was working three, but other than that, nothings changed. Letter came through this morning.
But, I've still had no reply to my emails, letters or phone calls. What kind of man hides behind the Royal Mail? I still don't know what's going to happen now though, I guess we'll all find out by the weekend. As far as I'm concerned, my resignation is still live. And my manager still deserves to be Shot At Dawn. Does it feel like a victory? No - at least, not until I've spoken, face to face, with the egotistical manager who created so problems in the first place.
Time will tell.
The Weekend
The weekend's flown by again. I still haven't got done what I wanted to, so the business relauch, once again, is postponed to next Tuesday. The kitchens decorated, and tided up (a day's work in itself) so, apart from the ceilings, everythings done.
I did, eventually pick up my prescription for the anti depressants (having run out a week ago) so I'm back on the treatment.
Back on nights tonight after I and my colleague took it upon ourselves to fully man the shifts as the manager couldn't be bothered to even cover the shortages HE created. That means I've now got another set of 7 nights to do, ending at 7am, next Monday. Roll on then!
Apologies for the rain in the meantime everyone as it always rains when I'm on nights!
Paul
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