So I get in to work (no, I don’t know why either) I am miserable, thanks to a bought of earache. I walk down the corridor to be hit by the most repugnant smell known to man; I think maybe someone died or a service user killed a worker and shoved them into the cupboard to stink the place out over the weekend. I make my way to my desk still got my coat on and someone who watched me walk in, asks me where the signing-in sheets are, like it’s my personal responsibility – seriously did you really wanna go there… and to top it off, I left my bloody jelly in the fridge at home. FFS. I am not fit to be round people today.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Oct 2013 07:57:40 +0000
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