I have suggested that I might be able to stay on at work doing only Saturday and Sunday. Well, young folk get little jobs just to have enough money to go out at the weekend. They don’t want to work weekends. I can have Smoky-Drinky any time.
Already the response is ‘Okay, but you need to cover Thursdays too’. I haven’t agreed to stay on yet!
Uh-oh. Blown it.
If I stay on at all, it will soon escalate back to where it is now. So that’s my final answer decided. No.
This company is doomed. They have killed themselves by believing management theories. They are now offering minimum wage to new staff in a small town full of shops, and where Aldi (who are offering up to £9 an hour) are struggling to find staff for their new shop. I might well apply. Staff discount in Aldi must be worth having.
It’s a small town. There is a huge Tesco, a pretty big Morrisons, there is Homebase and Currys and Marky Sparky and Lidl and now Aldi, there is Halfords and Iceland and Argos… there are posh shops selling stuff you have to drive a new Range Rover to be allowed to enter…. there are more big shops than the town has people to staff them. One hour of minimum wage does not pay for the bus fare to get here from the Big Town. The shops are fighting for staff. The unemployed here are either too old, ill or disabled to work, or don’t want to.
Dropping to minimum wage means the only applicants you will see are dole-monkeys looking to prove they have applied for a job and didn’t get it. Thiis is not a town where jobs are in short supply.
I still have to meet with Manager and I know all the tricks she will pull. What she does not know because it isn’t on my CV is that I was the honours year tutor for the degree course in business management for five years. The reason I was no longer tutor is another story. It does mean I know the tricks she will pull and the order in which she will pull them. Tears will be the almost last one, it won’t work. Vicious derision will be last, it will only harden my resolve.
Seven days. Not that I am counting…