its over

I was trying my best to finish my months notice and work as normal right up to the end of it.
but this morning I was doing my job as normal, we were behind with work as normal, and I got a message to ring the boss, well he proceded to give me a load of earache I mean I couldn't even finish a sentence to speak back to him.
(message to all bosses at this point, if someone is leaving your employ and has 2 days to go don't talk to him/her like a piece of shit and expect them to carry on as normal)
I hung up on him saying f**K this, he rang again, I took the sim card out of the phone, handed the works keys and sim card to a co-worker saying I won't need these anymore, then left to have an extended weekend break.
I stole this from my beloved's website and this is what I did all the way home, "laugh"

well I did it

After months, possibly years of dithering, I did it.

On the first of May I handed in my months notice to quit at work, I didn't have a job to go to, nor was I bothered, I can put my hand to most things and I always have the good old fall back of being able to drive Large trucks, so there is always a shortage of drivers and I wouldn't be out of work for long.

Nothing was said at work and they told me it wasn't totally unexpected, so that was that.

On the 2nd May I got home and started looking for work I phoned up a company that did similar work to what I was used to. they said they had nothing but took my details anyway.

The day after I received a call from a Directer of the company saying he would like to meet me, a meeting was arranged and I called round to see them. After about an hours discussion they said there was no job, but would discuss it among themselves and let me know.

Another meeting was arranged and I had to go see the owner, more discussion and money was talked about.

two days later they offered me a job not wanting to let a man with my ability and experience pass them by.

I start 4th June it is a smaller company and I think I could get on well there.

I have had far too much of arrogance and stress from my current employers to want to put up with it any longer, certainly not another 9 years till I retire.

I think just getting married and my Mum dieing after a fabulous holiday put everything into perspective for me.

Whilst its pissing down with rain at the end of May in the UK and on a Bank Holiday weekend, here is a pic of me in March enjoying the sun in sunny Gambia.

This is what its like now, the foxgloves look nice though next to the small shed.

Later Dudes.