Now, I am trully lucky to live with someone as calm and serene as management. I would never suggest that she is in any way anything other than a model person.
However, occasionally, just occasionally her guard drops and she is moved to action.
Now, to appreciate this tale in it's context we must go back some little while, (one thing I will admit is that management has elephantine recollection of grievance).
Anyway it came to pass in the normal run of things that the management had been having a run in with one of the looked after kids.
Not long after this she decided to go in the bath and well cutting a long story short when the bath was ran, she found that it wasn't only water in there. A "Richard" had mysteriously arrived as well.
Well OK not much mystery about how the richard got there....
This in turn was enough to set management off emailing a hapless social worker to share the glad tidings.
Management is a BIG believer in accurate recording and so there could be no question of not calling a turd a turd or, more problematically shit is best described as.....
This in turn was imediatly picked up by the daycastle computer thought police who lifted the messages, sat on it for three days then forwarded it with a note attached and replied in the terms censorious to the management saying that she would be investigated and hinting there might even be "proceedings".
There are some things which can be viewed as serious mistakes and I think the IT guy who foolishly decided to sign the email he sent the management came, quite quickly to the conclusion that some emails are better anonymous.
With smoke wisping gently from her ears management got on the phone to county hall and offered the young lad what I think is best described as a comprehensive account of what had happened and a full explanation of how she felt about the situation and exactly what she thought various peoples actions.
As these things go it was not the shi.... errr jobyyest phone call I have heard her make, but it was certainly in the top ten.. I wonder sometimes if I could fit our phone with one of those filter things they have at call centres that tells you how much of a valued customer they are and that you may well be recorded for training purposes.
"Warning to those of a nervous disposition, you have annoyed the management and she is about to explain how. If you have medication, take it now....."
This in turn resulted in even more communication and communications. Some people really need to learn when it might be a good time to shut up.
Eventually, things sort of calmed down and a sembelence of normality returned.
Then of course it started, the festering team started taking back handers from other organisations and departments and a steady stream of emails for things we did not want and concerts we would not go to started pouring in.
Now the management likes email but becomes positively rabid when confronted with spam.
Meantimes we changed our email address so these mails stopped, well, they had. Today we had a phone call from the advertising person who wanted confirmation of my new email address which had been given her by someone else. Not sure that is legal I mused, I know you cannot dish out peoples email addresses willy nilly and said as much.
Management went a step further, she checked up the legal position and yes indeed a breach of the data protection act had probably occurred. So on the phone she went, she wanted these emails nipped at the bud she was fed up of spam and unsolicited mails.
The SW was sympathetic.
So she would delete me off her mail list?
No, she could not possibly do that in fact, really she needed managements new email address too, but she agreed spam was a terrible problem.
Well why did she keep sending it then.
Not really an answer to that one so one we went management is now looking into the data commisioners website and retrieving documents.
I think this years annual review could be one of the more interesting ones. Have not seen management like this in ages.
I wonder if I could sell tickets....
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