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Posts archive for: July, 2006
  • My Perv the Vicar

    I had a few hours to spare last Wednesday morning, so I went to the Sally Army church next door and offered to help with their coffee morning.

    I got on those latex gloves and was carrying food around. This guy, obvious learning problems, smiles and says in a wicked way, "what you gonna do with them gloves"
    I smile back and say, "If you don't shut up I'll show you"

    Joke over.

    Then the vicar comes over, heard what we had said and says to this man, "She'll make your flagpole stand on end"

    Oh please.

    Very funny!!! NOT!!!

    Then he says "She's good at massage, if you want she'll massage your flagpole"

    So, not only does the local Sally Army captian offer a good religious chat on a Sunday, but he's now offering to work as my pimp?

    No thanks, I can find my own punters if that's what I wanted.

    Now, I can't do anything about my local perv, since I've not mentioned that he's also my landlord. I know of others who've come up against him and have lost their flats, and personally, I can't afford to rent anywhere else so am a bit stuck.

    But Maybe you can show him up. Phone your local Salvation Army and point them to this blog, let the world know that we don't tolerate pervs prancing around as caring religious people.

    Ok, maybe a bit too optimistic, well, ok. Just have a laugh at my expense.

  • 5lbs in two days

    Today is a big day for me.

    1. I should get a letter in the post telling me whether I will get the job I applied for last week. I heard by someone on the interview panel that I had been successful (unofficially), that I was by far the best candidate (If I'm that good why do I have to prove my sanity), that two of the three candidates thought without a doubt I should be offered the job.
    However, last year at work I was assaulted by someone who I have to work with, who has a severe mental illness, yet since he is not a client or colleague I can't have info about him.
    I warned them so many times that this was wrong but was laughed at. Then I was punched. My boss was on holiday and his bosses couldn't care less. So I went to my Union and they helped me. I'm not into sueing people (leave that for the Americans) but enough is enough.
    Anyway this third guy (did I mention he just happens to be my current bosses husband) said although I was the best I shouldn't get the job because I am sueing my current place of work.
    So, there are 3 outcomes for this morning...
    1. I get a letter offering me the job - I accept straight away before they change their minds.
    2. I get a letter saying I don't have the job - I phone and ask for written reasons why I didn't get the job and for a copy of the interview outcome sheets
    3. I don't get a letter - I phone them up and ask for an outcome and written reasons...

    Then after that I have to go to hospital and see my own psychiatrist, who thinks I am fit to work and can do a bloody good job. I have to get a sick note from her which states I could've returned to work on Monday. (I had three days off sick, but she is demanding a sick note)
    Then I meet my vicar.

    I was supposed to see the bosses 'friends' the independent mental health assessors, but since nothing has been put in writing I have to change that appointment till next week, giving me an extra week off work. Since the boss says she won't allow me back until I have had the assessment.
    I then have to wait for MIND to get back to me about the letter I wrote to the boss asking for written reasons why she thinks my mental health has meant I am unable to do my job. Mind are proof-reading it for me.

    Monday, all I could see was me losing my job and ending up back on the streets as a drunk like all those years ago. But I've a lot of people fighting with me, and after all, I have fought far too damn hard to have this taken away by some jumped up little christians.

  • Miracle Diet

    Can't sleep again.

    all this stress from work.

    But look at it in a positive way...

    Just got on the scales, I lost four pounds in two days.

  • title-933696

    My boss is driving me insane.

    She's only been here a couple of months, but I can't take it anymore.

    Constant remarks about my mental health.

    Look lady, I've been working with this organisation for eight years and my mental health has never effected my work.

    Now, whenever I disagree with her I am dragged into an office and told my mental illness is playing up.

    It's made me ill. so last week I spent two days in hospital trying to get myself back to normal.

    I returned to work on Monday and was taken into the office.

    Y'know in Mary Poppins when he looses his job, English style!!!

    Well, that's what happened.

    I was told that the boss did not know enough about my mental illness to be confident that I was fit to return to work. The keys were taken off me and I was told that she had a right to demand I attend an independent mental health assessment to assess whether I am capable of returning to work.

    With that I was shoved out the back door.

    Spent most of Monday staring into space - shock I suspect.

    But today I am fighting back.

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