Ay … ay ay …
That better be worth it … !
I’ve recently started a new job: in a call centre in Chelmsford.
Last night … ?
I got asked if I could stay half an hour later: which I was notionally happy to do.
You know how it goes, new job, you want to look happy to co-operate …
I wish I hadn’t now.
With replacement buses operating, instead of the trains?
It meant I finally got home at ten to one: and to bed ten minutes later.
And got back up, today: to go back in for another eight hour shift.
Not that I’m complaining TOO much. The extra half hour’s pay will buy Jude something for Christmas.
But, ye gods …
I think I’m going to put my foot down, the next time I’m asked … !
~≈¥≈~
