On Monday I was asked by Sue if I fancied doing some overtime this week. It would meant having ot get up at 4am to get to work for 6am but I was very much lookingg forward to it. Yesterday (Tuesday) I was informed by Sue (my supervisor) that the line manager did not want me to do overtime this week as they had too many people working in the morning and did not need me to do that as well. She said I was to work Wednesday morning and then that would be it.
I was slightly annoyed but at least I would have earned an extra £25.
Wednesday afternoon she comes chasing after me to tell me that they have changed their minds and I can do Thursday morning and Friday morning if I want it. Of course I want it but it was annoying to be told yes then no and then yes again.
Today Val returned to work. She has been off for the past six months After falling over in the snow and destroying her wrist which now has metal plates in it to hold it together.
She was meant to work with me and basically do light cleaning like dusting and wiping tables but I never actually saw her as she spent the entire shift working with Jamila. That was cool but she could have told me, I spent 30 minutes walking around the school trying to find her thinking she had got lost of hurt herself.
On the way home I saw an advert in a local newspaper for a morning cleaner. I’ve been looking for a morning cleaning job and this one looks good, is more money and is for less hours then my afternoon job. The only problem is it is in Barking and I can’t work at both schools at the same time during the holidays.
Walking past the employment agency on the way home from work I saw they are looking for morning street cleaners. I’ve done this before and I have worked for the agency before so I might give them a call on Monday or pop in on my way to work for a chat.
I’ve been trying to be healthy these past couple of weeks. I don’t know what it is but whenever I try to be healthy my face becomes covered in spots and blackheads. I’m very clean and am always cleaning my hands and face.
As soon as I start living on beer & junk food again they disappear!
Where is the logic in that?
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