Well, it's finally happened, as I've been signed off work for 9mths, the company MUST fill the vacancy I have left and so... My contract has been terminated, on the grounds of health capability. I have 5 days to appeal this decision. I have still to receive an SSP1 so I have no income until the company pays me off for 10years of service.
One good thing is goodbye uniform. I shall no longer be wearing an outfit that simply screams "D'you want fries with that?" Another thing, so long secondary selling. Would you like to buy this dvd which you have absolutely no interest in. Please give us more money now.
Apart from that, nothing has changed. I still have councilling, take my pills, spend far too much time on the internet.
Oh and Panto, my ever decreasing ghost becomes more and more shadow like as rehearsals progress. Woop! From 4/5 lines a song and a joke, It now appears that I'll be on stage 2 lines and off. Yeah. But I'll soldier on as I always have. Maybe that's part of my problem, I accept and deal rather than kick up a stink and change things. Have I been a doormat too long? Well, that's a debate I may well have with myself tomight when I can't sleep again.
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