Most of my readers who know me personally will have heard already, so this blog will contain about as much ‘breaking news’ as a report on the sinking of the Titanic or the death of Princess Diana.
At the start of next year, I am leaving my current employer to join another local IT department (in fact it’s about 10 minutes closer to my flat, cutting my journey time by over fifty percent).
Due to the move, I have already (jokingly) been compared to football Judases, Joleon Lescott and Gareth Barry. A tad unfair, seeing as my job change is all about career progression, and is a massivly positive move for me, where as there’s was simply for ££££.
Like a Premiership football player, however, I have been tempted to kiss the badge of my current employer and commit my career to them… before leaving two weeks later.
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- Death Wish
I received an email from work offering me a free Will.
Given the fact we're in the middle of a deadly worldwide pandemic, I'm not sure if I should be grateful or terrified.
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- Happy Pyjamaday
Today was my first day off since dropping my hours and going part time.
This day off is known, within the department, as a "non-working day". Smart arses may argue that I have five of these a week already.
This "NWD", however, allows me to stay at home, wearing my pyjamas all day, should I so wish....
- My New Work Colleague
Introducing the Office Bunny!
Yes, that is Shaun the Sheep peering up at the camera. He had been sitting on top of my computer for the past 5+ years, but was kicked off his throne this morning by Rabbit Di Nero.
I am aware that sharing my workspace with a stuffed, life size rabbit could be considered...
- Part Timer
This week is my last working five days
Monday to Friday is over for me.
From next week, I will no longer be working Tuesdays.
Dropping a day is not a decision that I took lightly. It will obviously have financial implications for me, plus now I have signed that change of conditions form, there is no going...
- I’ve Had Better Days: Part 2
The clocks have now gone back, I had a good night's sleep and have now settled down to blog the second installment of my Friday Frights, while Claire watches Liverpool play Spurs.
Where did we finish off last night? Oh yes, I had cleaned Neil Warnock and nursed him back to full, loud health. No idea...
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