Monday, 16 June 2008

The morning after

Just when I thought that all this was in my imagination and that Mummy and Daddy really did still love me, and I thought that today would be the day I get the chance to explain the history behind this blog. But ooooh no. I get a slew of emails late in the day from Mummy tacitly accusing me of not doing my job properly. She's been doing this for weeks. So much so I now consider going in to work a challenge. Like a defendant replying to the barrister, I find myself justifying myself against whatever question is thrown at me. Today I was accused of not remembering an email that was sent to me three months ago, that although it was cc'd to me, did not contain a single thing I needed to act on. There were a few others today which become tedious in the re-telling.

I believe Mummy is doing this to me because I didn't accept her kind offer of statutory redundancy. Nine years - 2 months pay. Fuck off! I didn't roll over and say you win. So although I've not said 'fuck off' I've acted 'fuck off' by standing up to them and fighting for what little I have achieved. And she doesn't like it. She thought (and I heard it from a reliable source) that I would accept her kind offer and walk away. After nine years, she still doesn't know who I am.

2 comments:

TRIFLE said...

You mustn't give in - keep an account of all they do for a constructive dismissal claim at the very least. Work place bullying is so serious these days

Poor Cliff said...

Thanks Trifle. I am keeping an account but read by anyone else their communications probably seem quite standard. It is difficult to prove what is written between the lines.