Enjoy The Film

Three of us arrive on time ready for our shift. It’s first thing in the morning. I check the floor, the Control Room, the Cash Office. Where the fuck is the day manager? One of the team recounts the tale of when he turned up on time for his shift but it took ten minutes before he could find the (Scottish) Manager, only to be told off for being ten minutes late. The young man tries to call him on the radio. No reply. No surprise there – I can see the manager cussing the radio now. We are outside the Cash Office as the obvious place to wait. It’s my turn and I ask for him on the radio. He replies “How can I help you?” I want to strangle him. I politely explain we are outside the Cash Office awaiting our shift instructions for the day. He is on his way. We never got an explanation.

“The staff just want to enjoy their work and have a laugh every now and again.” She said to me, complaining that she was misunderstood by one of the managers and bollocked for mucking around. There is one dour Scot who I have seen smile only once, and that was when he had his head up the arse of the manager watching the sun shine. He really needs a personality implant if he wants to get on with his own staff. Sitting in the Cash Office playing old music so loud you can’t be bothered to say hello is not the way to be civil.

The two day managers who treat as humans not serfs are popular with the staff. It’s not difficult to be polite and muck in. Firm but fair always earned respect and these two guys earned it. The Deputy is rapidly becoming some sort of Cruella De Vil with her patronising tone. Such a nice young woman ruins it with her aggressive ego. One multifunctional has already crossed her by telling her he was a having such a great day until he saw her.