Head, Meet Wall
As expected, I found out this afternoon which option Senior Consultant prefers.
He'd rather have an extra piece of paper to be recycled than have a letter go out that he hasn't totally agreed with.
And, the answer to the question du jour is 'How on earth are one part timer and one full timer not familiar with the role supposed to fill in for two absent full timers as well as fulfill their own job descriptions?'
(Short answer: They can't, because my colleague and I tried today, very hard. )
My new line manager is now somewhat concerned because I have reverted to monosyllabic comments and grunts when I'm not on the phone. She does not yet know that I would rather like her to Go Away and Stop Asking Me How I Am, Please. I'm doing my best to fight the internal demons that suggest I have been dumped on from a great height, because actually, this is likely to become my life until the staffing issues and sickness sort themselves out. I am also very close to telling her that I have figured out the answer to the departmental equivalent of Life, Love, the Universe and Everything.
Clue: It's not 42.
It's more like asking for an effective team of four: three full timers (including me) and one part timer. That we don't have at present, because the current staffing mix does not allow leeway for anyone to coast. Senior Consultant was most put out earlier when I pointed out to him that he needed to talk to my line managers before asking me to undertake any more work for him. It has been noticed that he likes my abilities and seems to want me to dep in for his absent secretary for now. I only wish I could, but there is the small matter of an audit submission in 70 working days which I am expected to have a ton of input into. Numbers of hours in available days do not permit both Senior Consultant's work and audit requirements.
My line manager has put in for a temporary administrator to answer the phones, and maybe type the letters or at least deal with the faxes and errands. She might be lucky, or maybe not, according to how the dice fall. Meantime I am working 8am-5.30pm or later, then coming home on the 6.30pm bus back to the village, here to cook supper, sort eBay listings and generally deal with other requirements. Laundry has been shunted to a weekend job unless I remember to put a load in the night before for Mr C to run when he arrives home some 2 hours before me. Washing up the dishes is a cause of strife as neither of us seem to get round to it. Ironing is already outsourced so that's not an issue.
So forgive me my absences and unread articles, because other things are taking my time right now.
Oh, and the roast we tried to make tonight was a bit of a disaster. Not often Mr C disagrees with our joint efforts at cooking, but he was not happy tonight, so I found myself with some extra housework just now.
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