My employers have decided to give me a new job, not offer... just give it. I guess they couldn't take the chance I'd tell them where to shove it.
I'm losing my shift allowance admittedly but on the upside they have given me 7,788 reasons not to tell them to swing. So the net result is quite considerably in my favour.
Bastards. That's the kind of crack that gets anyone's attention (unless your name's Nick Leeson of course).
Money can be a vulgar thing and discussions of intimate detail with anyone who isn't intimately known to you is pretty uncouth territory I find, but I hope I'll be forgiven because in the context of this long running gripe of mine, I think its relevant to my position in it all. That is of course, if anyone has been following it, you'd be forgiven because I too, got bored of it long ago! 
Oddly, I'm not convinced this is all-in-all a good thing. I'm still lacking a considerable degree of enthusiasm for the whole thing, job, colleagues and employer combined.
...But I do have to admit that when I found out (last Friday) I spent most of the day smirking and cackling a most evil laugh to myself when no-one else was around.
And that raise will also run over into the quarterly bonuses which are percentage based... Mint 
I would almost think myself shallow and mercenary but perhaps I'm just trying desperately to cling to the only silver-lining visible in the big blavk cloud that is my relationship with work. It took nearly a year for this whole situation to get to this stage so I guess in the final analysis it payed off digging my heels in and getting narc'ed about it all in the end!
Still, that is one f'ing big bung *snigger*
"Double or nothing thats why they call me Terry Tibbs, I thank you and goodnight" *click*
