Kiss Me Off . . .

I was paid off yesterday, Friday afternoon, at around 1500. I was in HR photocopying and printing, enjoying the extensive and free use of the A3 colour printer that they have in their offices, when the Unit Head, P, came to see me, and asked that we "have a word". We went back to 13H, the office/cubicle/ex-photocopy cupboard, where SI , the HR Officer, was sat.

Without much audiable preamble from P, I was offered a month's salary without the work - instead of working out my notice, given 10 days ago, all I had to do was leave then and there. "Fabulous!!" I replied. "Oh, where do I sign?", I ventured, open eyed with greed and glee. "You'll have to hand in your security pass and any keys, and leave straight away." I gleefully retorted "Of Course!!" Obviously, I was gone in under 4 minutes, as I hardly needed to hear, much less listen, SI saying to me "You're a very lucky boy!". Verily!

Indeed, such was my high, with "nil extra" convincing of this state of affairs being required, even at my great 42 years of age, that unsure that my luck, nor boyish good lucks, would evaporate before I left the table, I bade leave in such an (unseemly) manner, that I virtually chucked these same requested items at R, beamed out "Good luck" at nobody in particular, took the fluffy monkey from my bottom drawer, and said my farewells to MJ in the office opposite.

In fact I went outside with her whilst she acted out digestion of my news over a Lambert in the shadow of the big building. Any sadness I had was reserved for not having been able to say "Bye" to L and A, etc.

I had noticed that attempts had been made to break into my email account in work from my arrival yesterday, so i made sure that I password-protected the Personal PST Outlook Files. You see, when I send myself an email later in the evening, it was not bounced back. So, R must be reading the incoming comms. As I said at the time, good luck . . . EnSu is in the toilet and the people left behind know it.

I dropped my Thermos flask in the back of the SMART and made my way to the YCC, where I caught up with CP, CH (Delius) and CL (Ex-Delius) prepping for a meeting. Obviously, I was just in the nick of time, and was invited to join in.

Later, before I had embarked on the longish drive home to Hull, I rang MM of Community to set up some activities in Delius, and also RSAB to let hom know of the status of my departure - projects involving me would not be unless there was a firm committment from BC, now. Watch this space, as they say.