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girlofprey) wrote2020-05-20 02:24 pm
girlofprey) wrote2020-05-20 02:24 pm
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Well, I have been called up. I had a missed call on my phone this morning when I woke up, from my manager - called him back, and he said the place we work for is looking to reopen again on June 1st, so they were calling round everyone seeing what the situation was for people coming back in. Against all my assumptions - and to my manager's surprise - the one thing the business is specifically asking for is reception. So I have a decision to make. I asked quite straightforwardly if I was fired if I didn't want to go back, and he said he didn't know, he would have to ask that question, there was a lot of sympathy within the government guidelines. I mentioned my vulnerable-age-group parents and public transport. But he just said to think it over, which I will. They're not calling me back tomorrow, or even next week, at least. It's still a little surprising. At the moment, with the weather as lovely as it is and people I know having been relatively untouched by the pandemic, I feel like I could go back in. And they are paying me, which I like, and it is fair enough to actually earn the money I'm being paid. But I don't know how I'm going to feel actually going back in. Mum and dad don't see a problem with it, if the social distancing guidelines are followed, so at least they're not uncomfortable with the idea. I think I'm going to discuss it with my mental health worker tomorrow, and probably call my manager back and just ask what changes are in place to make it safe and follow guidelines. Also, I assume they're also insisting the cleaners come back? But he didn't make it sound like that. I don't even know if the rest of the office, or my manager, would be there if I went back.
Also I just had an argument with my parents about a package that arrived for me. My dad opened it, thinking it wouldn't be an infection risk with the contents inside - but joke's on him, because it was a book with a plastic dustjacket anyway. Then, while I was asking him what he'd done and while he'd done it, my mum decided to wipe the dustjacket down with a disinfectant wipe, including the bit inside the cover, which has possibly damaged the inside pages a bit. And I know there is very little infection risk and the damage is probably minor. But it's my package, and literally neither of them wanted to ask me what I wanted doing with it before they messed with it. I have a system, and even if it's an over-the-top system it's mine, and my decision. So now I've argued with them, and relations with my dad are probably frayed.
Also I was have kinky sex dreams about terminators last night. Also I've discovered my local games shop is open again, while looking for ways I could possibly support them online. I want to support them, but I wasn't expecting to be offered the chance to go back in as I did before, before the shops are even supposed to be opening again (maybe) on June 1st. I'm going to call them and see what the what is. I have to go into town this week to get my prescription anyway, so fuck it. May as well go around all the shops as well. And to be fair, given all the garden centres and furniture shops reopening immediately after Boris' last announcement, I've realised I no longer know what a 'shop' is anyway.
Also I just had an argument with my parents about a package that arrived for me. My dad opened it, thinking it wouldn't be an infection risk with the contents inside - but joke's on him, because it was a book with a plastic dustjacket anyway. Then, while I was asking him what he'd done and while he'd done it, my mum decided to wipe the dustjacket down with a disinfectant wipe, including the bit inside the cover, which has possibly damaged the inside pages a bit. And I know there is very little infection risk and the damage is probably minor. But it's my package, and literally neither of them wanted to ask me what I wanted doing with it before they messed with it. I have a system, and even if it's an over-the-top system it's mine, and my decision. So now I've argued with them, and relations with my dad are probably frayed.
Also I was have kinky sex dreams about terminators last night. Also I've discovered my local games shop is open again, while looking for ways I could possibly support them online. I want to support them, but I wasn't expecting to be offered the chance to go back in as I did before, before the shops are even supposed to be opening again (maybe) on June 1st. I'm going to call them and see what the what is. I have to go into town this week to get my prescription anyway, so fuck it. May as well go around all the shops as well. And to be fair, given all the garden centres and furniture shops reopening immediately after Boris' last announcement, I've realised I no longer know what a 'shop' is anyway.