I came close to walking out of my job today.
I work at a very busy gp practice and have been there 22 years.
I am due to retire on my 60th birthday.
I was thinking of staying on, but after this afternoon, I won't be.
I reached melt down and ended up in floods of tears.
Because of my loyalty to my manager and workmates I won't go into
what went on. Just surffice to say our employers need automatons to
man reception and answer the phones, rather than real caring people.
I could Rant and Rave and pull my hair out but it won't help, I could stuff my face
and believe me I have been very tempted since getting home. So far I have resisted.
But the night is young and my man isn't home till 9pm.
I will focus on getting ready for my day with Trish,
we are doing a crafty workshop tomorrow and so
I need to get my things together.
Roll On Tomorrow