Hi againI have been checking in on this thread every day, sometimes twice a day in the lead-up to the mediation session I had yesterday morning with my boss & another manager. The session went fairly well (grimace), but my suspicions of the underhanded dealings of the boss have been well & truly confirmed for me, although he has spent a great deal of energy inventing words to cover his tracks. The female manager approached the mediation session in a much more open & balanced way and I now respect her a lot - I did already for some things, but we haven't had as much contact as we should have so I had not had a chance to get to know her well.
We have come to an agreement about what is to happen to me and it will work in the short term, especially because I will be reporting to the manager & not the boss, but now - as seems usual for the last two years, five years, who knows how long? - I am again desperately searching for a job because I will definitely have no more work after the end of June from these guys.
So, thanks to all of you for making a mighty contribution towards keeping me sane and relatively balanced over the last few days with this thread, and also to everyone at Mudcat for just being yourselves for as long as I have been here. I can feel my sense of humour doing a U-turn somewhere way out there on the road to nowhere, and heading back home to me.
Okay, end of serious transmission. Let me think of another one of my awful jokes to annoy you with.
Okay, the only one I can think of is this one:
A guy looks out of his window one morning and notices that the garbage truck has been and his big rubbish bin on wheels is there but his next door neighbour's bin is missing.
Being a good neighbour he goes and knocks on the door and says "Where's your bin?" and the other guy says "I'se bin away on holidays".
The first one says, "No, where's your wheelie-bin?".
The neighbour looks worried, looks around a bit, checks up & down the street, and says "I'se really bin in jail, man, but don't you tell anyone!"
Helen