Easter Sunday today (where we celebrate a mad Jew coming back from the dead after being nailed to a tree by making ourselves sick on chocolate) and the kids did the usual morning garden egg hunt. Unfortunately I was asleep on the sofa and wasn’t woken so didn’t get to see or photograph the event. Shame because whether Nat will want to take part next year is moot so this may have been the last time. (insert egg photos). Incredibly tired so went to bed shortly afterward so that was the day for me. Got up about 5.15 for dinner before going to work and was lucky enough to be inundated with WhatsApp photos from Di in Florida. She and family going for Easter lunch with some rich Disney high flyers. Nice pictures and of course I’m too mature and sensible to be in any way jealous.
First night back tonight and after speaking to Nicky I’m so so glad I didn’t put down to do overtime on Good Friday. Apparently the new contracts require the Company to give staff 28 days notice if they are needed to work on a bank Holiday. Now given that the contracts haven’t been in force that long obviously this obligation was not met and it seems that a large number of people decide to take the day off. It would seem that there were as few as twenty staff available and when she came in at 4pm there were hundreds of calls in queue and most were complaints because none of the Stockp**t jobs had been issued. It seems that call centre now starts at 8.00 am so there was no one there to input the manual jobs raised over night. Why oh why do the words “piss-up and brewery” keep pooping into my mind I wonder?
Things were quiet initially but soon as everywhere else closed they got busier and soon there were queues. Lord knows what winter will be like!!!
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