While I'm in a blogging type mood, I may as well fill you in on the new job and give you a short list of the characters that compromise my new working world. [note: Probably best to save this for handy reference.]
New Job - Former job was not that bad initially, and it definitely served it's purpose, which was to get me back in the working mode and help me become more familiar with the Oz way of doing business [or as I like to refer to it, learning English as a second language]. However, among the myriad of reasons I moved here working a sixty to seventy hour week for low pay and no thanks was not on the list. New job, on the other hand will probably have it's ups and downs, howeverI am now working for a not- for-profit agency [so I won't have to hear about triple bottom line reporting, acquisitions, and fecking synergies any more] and the people deal with on a daily basis have already demonstrated an appreciation of my hard work and have forced me to use my brain instead of operating on auto-pilot. And I get home at a reasonable hour, so I have more time for shagging with Mr Hamwich.
cast of characters:
Professor -main boss numero uno. Looks a bit like a cross between albert schweitzer and the wizard. Rarely in the office as he is busy traipsing the globe doing good deeds.
Matron - main boss numero dos . One of those women with that porcelain irish skin that makes you want to go home and scrub your face. A no nonsense tough broad.
Cyril - the accountant. Need I say more?
The Queen Mum - chairperson of the board and queen of all she surveys. v, v proper.
Finally get started sorting through the pile of papers left desk by predecessor, have said papers scattered all over the office floor, be on hands and knees on said floor with arse up in air and hear someone behind you clearing their throat.
Yep, it's your new boss.
What else can you say but "now that you've seen my good side"?