I’ve come to a decision.
To give my formal — back-dated — notice in at work.
Saturday night? Saw me arguing with one of the managers about the state of the toilets.
Something I’d cleaned at the end of the night: and immediately offered to do again.
I should add at this point? The manager concerned is good at his job. But one I’d ALWAYS got on badly with: and felt wasn’t impressed by me.
To the point where, today? Once I’ve been into the job centre to register, I’ll be talking to them, and the Citizen’s Advise Bureau about Constructive Dismissal.
I never wanted this.
I prefer working to not working.
I like having money in regular weekly amounts.
I like being able to pay my bills, myself: rather than rely on the state.
So, as you can imagine, this isn’t — or wasn’t — the easiest decision to make.
I just hope things go well for me.
Things are going to get … hairy …
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