Oh dear. Late again. A resounding one hour thirty minutes late to work today. An almost excusable 45 minutes yesterday and on Monday I didn't make it in til Tuesday. I was ill on Monday, but that never looks good does it?
Cue a quiet chat in a small room. Yes, I know that sounds vaguely Guantanamo. Luckily water boarding did not come into but it was still a pretty undignified experience.
To the extent it's rocked me a little, and I'm hearing echoes of an already lived through era of "you're lucky to have a job". This is the driver for The Fear, as I've already mentioned. I now have The Fear. In spades. And so I'm getting my head down and closing this blog down.
I'll still be blogging, but elsewhere and on things other in the world than the eight+ hours I exchange everyday for a little money. I hope you find me out there, and I hope it will be a lot easier for you to find me than for my employers to find this blog.
Seccy x
