So much for that roast dinner!

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Date: 16 April 2006 12:38:45

I ike my job, love it even, but I don't want to go to work today.
Every so often I get a shift like this, which is when I don't want it from when it appears on the sheet in the folder and which I can't swap or take off. I've not been allowed TOIL. I've not been able to find anyone to swap. My Church conveniently decided to swap our morning gettogether for an afternoon thing. Oh Joy!!!
So I don't even get to spend Easter with my crew.
And all the while I know that I'm missing not 1 but 2 of the nicest lunch invites...
I don't get lunch invites very often. Mostly people land up at mine and have a brill time. It's nice being invited out to lunch on a Sunday. There's something about it that's just lovely. And I get invited out about once every month or 2, about half of which lands on a Sunday I'm working and nothing left in between...
I'm a bit disappointed about my supervisor not having the forethought of saying to himself that I may value having this particular Sunday off being as Easter is a Christian holiday. But I can't tell him that yet because he's away the whole of the kids' hols so I'll ask about it later. I did have Friday off and a very nice day I had too, but I'd have liked to be in Lichfield with P&K and the lovely ladies Pol's invited. I really would have. H even offered to drive back out to fetch me if I needed... But I haven't managed to swap. Partly out of being away so I couldn't ask around myself and though people read notes they forget easier as if it doesn't mean as much. Partly because... I don't know. I gave up Friday and just wrote it off as a failed attempt.
So some lovely friends have wished me Happy Easter. Most people don't know how much I'd love to have a good rant and then sit down and have lunch and a giggle withany of them and me, well, as I say, I gave up, I am not going to bother. I suppose I just prefer to be able to hold myself accountable and not someone else. Silly but it works.
God's got His little lady as a captive audience too. If I at least pay Him a bit of attention. I had a yummy fried duck egg for lunch with a potato farl instead of soldiers. They have Sunday lunch at 1130 or 12 at work. Ho hum...