My start date has been delayed a few days. I blame Cup Day. My pimp blames Cup Day. And it's only two days. I'll be starting on the Wednesday of next weeks. Anyway, the contract is signed, my docs are in, they have my tax file number, Super details and the Tax form has been filled in. In the background, I'm doing the E-Learns which need to be done before I start.
I see this as a bit of a blessing. It means the company has an extra two days to find me a laptop, get me onto their systems, find me a place to sit when I'm in the office - that sort of thing. There's nothing worse than starting a job and you don't have all of the means and equipment to hit the ground running.
This also gives me an extra two days to write, lunch, exercise and enjoy the last days of being a lady of leisure.
The rest of me is pretty much ready. My eyebrows have been tamed, the legs are waxed, the car got a bath today, the dishes are done... that long list of things to do has been shortened.
There's five more days to enjoy. Films to see, lunch to have - a retirement party for EJ on Saturday night. It's all good.
Now for the pet peeve.
Does anybody else despise that no matter what you do - what service you take up, what supermarket you go to, what form you fill in, you are sent an email with a survey to complete, which they then follow up on if you don't come back in a short period of time.
Frankly, I'm over it.
I've started to complain about these emails / texts / phone calls. Over it. If I'm not happy with something, I'll complain. Otherwise, you did fine.
Sheesh.
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