I am quite looking forward - no, very much looking forward - to not working this week. I am having a well-earned holiday. I still have 14 days left which is ridiculous since I have 27 days and they started in April. There are many reasons as to why, and they are all down to the pressures of work that me and Mrs Daggersdukc have experienced.
Bang went summer.
Carly's boyfriend was no help there either. Less said about *him* the better. It could get libellous.
The big news is this week is that Nicki the New Doggg will be arriving next weekend. Mrs DD trains with her this week in Chelmsford. The other bit of news is that Wifey the Wi-Fi whyphe has been offered a new higher paid, better job at the Snivil Service and so will most likely be moving leaving from her current employer, which is the same as mine so shan't be named. The cheeky little minxes offered her a new pay package as golden padlock. It was the same rate as the other programmers in the org. She wasn't aware that she wasn't already being paid the same rate as other programmers. Needless to say, she's kinda pissed off knowing this, and alas, won't be staying unless they can do significantly better than this - putting it mildly - insulting offer. Personally, I think she should play the blind card. Any other fuckwit would when confronted with what has obviously been a glass ceiling neither of us could have guessed existed.
Is it cos sheez is black? Nah, blind. We'll just have to set Nicki the wild beast of Ilford on to them.
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