Staring at ceilings..

..trying to stay calm.

Mr Boss Man has been at it again. I should really say 'the gaffer' as that is what he cringingly refers to himself as.

After 'the gaffer' declared he needed me to organise a ballot in 3.5 days time (instead of the usual 10 days) I worked intensively yesterday and again today.

At 2.30pm I received an e-mail in response to my sending of numerous, time consuming documents I had written re the ballot. The response was to ask me why I wasn't aware that a draft agreement had been reached and the ballot was not going ahead.

'The gaffer' had not seen fit to tell me.

If there was a swear box on my desk at work it would have been very full.

I left 'the gaffer' a voicemail and sent him a rather lengthy e-mail illustrating exactly how annoyed I was. I then informed him that I was going home.

I'm not looking forward to seeing him on Monday!