more IT support shenannigans
temping for an agency, sent me to a company for "2nd line/some hardware" support.

for a couple of weeks I sat about, surfing the web, induction, H&S, occasionally getting up to answer some divvy question.

the fourth week was a sweat of activity, new kit, new people, possibility of permenant job, interview, second interview, start date, yay me.

the day before the start date I was summoned to the The Ground Floor

arrived at The Ground Floor to see The Big Boss who calmly and without explanation asked me for my pass and asked me to leave the building, no explanation forthcoming.

I departed with the dignity and curiosity I was born with.

two whole days later I got a (finally) returend call from agency claiming I'd bee asked to leave because I'd been "caught using the internet" ... AKA part of my job description.

after three days of fruitless, polite 'wtf is going on' type telephone calls to the agency with no concrete reasons for why I'd been shat upon in such a fashion, and me alluding to said agency that I'd contact the company direct to seek 'further clarfication, possibly via my solicitor' I was told that I would be paid my months salary on the condition that I dropped the matter and didn't contact the company direct.

smelling a rat and badly needing that cash, I agreed.

/cuts to the chase ... once I was thoroughly shitfaced on the proceeds of my months salary I fired off an email containing 90% of the gossip I had to endure from the office drones during my time there. the people who had B.O. the people dressed badly, the fatties, lazies, sweat patchies, thickos, sticklers, nazis were all named. as were their accusers.

off it went.

non, je ne regret rien
(sham-il-eer-tak-tak noes better but still can't give a fuck at, Fri 27 May 2005, 0:14, Reply)