By the time I took this I was astoundingly grumpy.
Residual grumpiness from management supervision the day before.

You haven’t been filling in that box have you?
Which box?
This one, it’s come up red on my report.
Which one is that?
This one... it doesn’t get highlighted like all the others that are mandatory.
I didn’t know we were supposed to. How am I supposed to know if it isn’t highlighted as mandatory?
You just should be filling it in.
Right...let me just check again where it is on this record I’ve just been dealing with so I know exactly what I need to do.
(Pulls up last record)
So, ‘Retired’... if I click on that box I’m supposed to complete I have a drop down box with 3 options...
* Employed and in work
* Employed but off sick
* Asked but refused to say
...none of those options fit. What am I supposed to do?
Click the last one.
But I did ask and they did say.
Well, that’s the best of the options so do that one.
But it’s entirely irrelevant and not only that ...they all are...it’s an excruciating form of madness in which we all participate and perpetuate. It’s bonkers.

Eat your heart out, Kafka. Suddenly pushing up daisies and dandelions seems like such a good idea...room for another one after I’ve finished banging my head against this brick wall?

I went for a stroppy stomp at lunchtime and treated myself to a really nice salad but got irritated with that too because I couldn’t eat and write my notes at the same time.

Thank god for my other supervisor who is contemplating going to his appraisal dressed as the Little Mermaid seeing as we live in Disneyland. I still can’t work out which outfit I fancy...