Mad English girl Down Under

I have a new job. No longer am I getting 7. 01 am phone calls to say, "I won't be in today because my wife is sick. " Rightio, of course you take the day off because your wife is sick. Gotya. Now I am, in fact, driving an hour each way at peak hour with every other man and his UTE. If said man had the proverbial dog I would be happier, but no doggos have been seen on any of my journeys. Double sigh. I have been, in fact, listening to the "Let Them Theory" and so far, yeh, it's not working for me. Maybe because I'm not listening intently as I'm looking for doggos? Who knows. Must try harder. Also, driving an hour is extremely boring, but alas, my good friend in NZ is always up for a chat and the only one that's on the right time zone with me. So we keep each other entertained. Oh, my new job. As I said, no more 7 am sick calls. I just get bombarded with STRO notifications and B2E, B2B, and probably B2C (will have to che...

Due to Sean's new job and the train deciding to go on strike conveniently the same week he started, sigh (he's gone from working at home for the last 6 years to suddenly having to drive 90 minutes each way or 60 minutes plus on the train) he very kindly dropped me off on Friday, unlike him I love the train, it's full of feral weirdos and I just love it. The things I've seen - well I need to blog about it. I will one day. Anyway I'm digressing. On the way up to work I was thinking about what my acupuncturist said - yes get me, my acupuncturist - I'm seeing her for stress and my sleeping, or rather lack of sleeping, it's not helping, what it is however doing is giving me the most vivid dreams, when I saw her last week - in which I may have turned up an hour early for the appointment, I mean why check your emails AND txt that says you're booked in at 9 when in your head you're going at 8 because you're meeting a friend at 10!! She was shocked and...

 To carry on from the last post, where I vowed to never interview again.... looks like that was just a wishful dream. The person we interviewed first, the one that answered impeccability, who on her first day turned up looking like Wozel Gummidge, the one who was able to get online, get a swipe card, access all online training and get a login for the medical records.... I hastened to add that in my history of working this has NEVER happened, she let me know on day 2 that "I don't think I can work here" I cocked my head to the side like a dog and pondered over that statement for a second maybe 2 and then "you what" "oh yes, I just don't think I can work full time at my other job and here at the weekend" Oh you think do you. "Did you not think to have a conversation with me prior to starting and during all the time we've been communicating??? "No i just thought I could do it, but I can work this weekend if you like" oh conveniently...

For the 6th consecutive month I am interviewing again, 😔 and I found out on Friday I will be interviewing in April as well, sigh (more on that later - but remember the 7.01am sick caller.... hold on to that!) Now I used to love interviewing I used to love the thought of giving someone a chance and loved the thought of my team growing. Now I'm deflated, broken and down trodden, because I constantly think will you be a Muppet are you going to cause me grief will you actually do your job. One of the successful candidates I recruited in October who at the time of interview had NO pre booked holiday and no desire to find alternative work, started, and on day one, oh my goodness forgot that he had a 3 week holiday booked in 3 weeks. Oh and then also forgot to tell me that he's actually got another job at a different hospital. He lasted a month, minus 3 weeks holiday. Double sigh.  The guy before him, also forgot to mention he had a child in another country and booked time off to go ...

It's been so long since I've sat down and blogged, I forget how much I love it and miss it, so what better way than to get back in the swing of it with telling you about my Bangkok holiday. 😲😲,  On a side note the few years I've haven't written we have - Moved States, we now live in Sunny Queensland where we have 2 seasons hot and frikken hot, I have my desperately always wanted and very spoilt Bulldog, more about him later, we still have Boomer and to say he shows his disapproval daily at us gifting him Teddy is an understatement. (sorry not sorry), I have another new job although still in the same one since moving here (almost a record) I am still very much having disasters and funny moments so sit back, get comfy and enjoy the story. We've just had a week in Bangkok, it was great, we flew out business class, no expense spared!  Look proper glasses no less, and we had proper cutlery. Fancy! We didn't get the lie down beds, we were Jetstar after all, but we d...

  I love a good sleep like the next person, who doesn't, what I don't like is having little to no sleep on account of my brain not switching off for work. My 2.33 (yes its that exact, used to be 3.33 but why wait till 3.33 when you can be awake at 2.33, oh and it's AM as if you needed to be told!) anyway, my 2.33 brain is so proactive I have positive conversations with my team (just the ones that need it, you know - why wasn't this done, how much longer do you think this will take as I've already asked you 12 hundred times in the last month, what do you think you need to do, ARE YOU EVEN AN ADULT?? My official time to start is 7am but why wait until then hey, I like to start my glorious day of work at 6.30am, I convince myself it's so I can have some down time before everyone gets in, but that never happens.  7am is the allocated time for everyone to start ringing in with their ailments and excuses, I mean to tell me they're sick. Sadly I pretty much know ev...