I have moved on from the bike saga now…… It just doesn’t work anymore. *sniff*
(Please feel free to donate to my new bike fund if you so wish!)
I’m in a more sombre mood today.
I’m not sure whether I mentioned, pretty sure I have, but a couple of weeks ago I was given ‘El Boot’ from my current job. Now, that doesn’t mean clear your desk and get out in this case, as I work for a Government Department. It’s much more complicated. And cruel. I have to now sit here, at my desk, continuing to do the same job I’ve just been told I’m not allowed to do, until at least November. Merry Christmas!
Then, as there is no replacement for me, I will simply vanish into the pool of other surplus staff. They haven’t just picked me, thankfully, but we are part of a larger ‘re-structuring’. It’s going on everywhere nowadays, I’m lucky to have a job really….
Now, I’m a pretty laid back person. I haven’t really thought about the consequences or my next step, as I don’t really care…… harsh, but honest. I’ve been in this post since ’05, maybe it is time for a change? I don’t know. I got until November to figure that out.
Oh, did I mention that my house is connected with my job? No?! Well, a Brucey Bonus.
But, it has brought about a mood of reflection, well, more nostalgia. Reminiscing of simpler times. I’m not a huge fan of facebook. I’ve been a member since the beginning, but my enthusiasm in finding out what everybody is moaning about today has pretty much died out, but it is good for some things. I get to talk to people I want to talk to. That sounds a daft thing to say, but I know what I mean.
It’s good to be able to talk to family members, informally and without agenda, and also to link up again with those people you just moved in different circles to. I’ve been friends with people on facebook because I knew them a long time ago, but never really spoken to them since. Even on fb. I don’t know, maybe I’m getting old……
Yesterday, I spoke to someone I haven’t seen in 15 years or so, when I lived in another part of the country. Because my memory is so shockingly bad, I assume that things that far back never get remembered. I was amazed that he could recall events I had completely forgotten. I struggle remembering last week….
You don’t really appreciate how much of an impression you leave on people. Whether it is good memories or bad ones, you affect people’s lives in ways you don’t always realise.
Do you ever get in those moods? When you can’t be bothered with the present and enjoy looking back? No? Try losing your job, you don’t get the choice!
By the way, I apologise for such a bleak and serious post. Normal service will be resumed shortly….