Life Gets Better

You are correct, you detected a slight amount of sarcasm in today’s subject.

When you think about it, life can deal you some pretty big shit when it wants to.
It started for me in 2004 when I had the pleasure of working for one of the shittest places in the world, Clientlogic. For a pathetic hourly rate, I had the pleasure of working in a filthy, manky, shitty disease infected shared work environment. I caught some rather unsavoury things when I worked there, and it seriously messed me up.

Firstly, you are lured into working there as the tour and interview made it look like a great place to be, they are really flexible (bollocks) for students, and really a student friendly place to be (more bollocks) – I had the pleasure for a few months of reminding fuckwits what time their trains were, but what’s that? BT is better, their just over there (points) – they’re paid more, and it’s better. So I went for it.

This is the point I should have left the company. Instead I ended up being there for another 18 months.

BT brought me lots of things, constant illness, infections, unmeasurable stress, pressure, and then more illness. It seriously caused so much damage. The main reason behind it was the filthy bastards you had to work with, you didn’t have your own desk, you had to share and hot-seat. So you could be using a keyboard where someone had just been picking their arse and then typing. Facilities didn’t exist, there was no hot water, and no way to keep things clean – when I think back to that place, it was a fucking toxic hazard waste dump.

I racked up 10 instances of sick in less then 18 months at that dump. All on BT. On the 12th of August 2005 it all started – I had a bad day and was off, very soon, I was off again, on the 26th of September – this time for 4 days. Alarm bells should have been ringing there that this place was making me ill.

On the 18th of October 2005 I was off again, this time, was longer again. 22 days. Now you have to remember, I was at college too – and had no other income, this place was shafting me, and I was shafted – SSP is total bollocks. The 14th of November 2005, the place made me ill again.
Have you noticed when I go back, it isn’t long till I’m ill again?

I didn’t return then, till the 4th of December 2005. Not much short of a month. By this time, the Doctor was concerned, he’d took shedloads of blood, I’d had hospital scans and all-sorts, we couldn’t find what was causing it.

I was sick again, the 13th of January 2006. Followed up very soon, on the 20th of Febuary 2006. I was off for another 4 days, christ I was in pain! but again, I got better and returned to hell, you’d never guess, but I was back sick again on the 4th of April – this time I was fucked. I was off for a month. That was it, I was getting out. I returned and was off again for another day on the 23rd of May 2006 before ramming my notice up their arse and walking out.

I honestly believe Clientlogic is the cause of this, and the problems I’ve had since. I’ve had kidney infections, terrible stomach bother, and now I’ve found out my liver is fucked. I only wish I could put this down to them, I’d sue their arse off – but I can’t prove it. It’s all just very convenient.

Needless to say, I joined Reg Vardy after there, in 9-10 months, I’ve been off sick twice. One to the flu and I can’t remember the other, big fucking difference eh? But now I’m waiting to hear the results of the latest bother, I got the all clear on my Kidneys, but found out my Liver isn’t too good – is working in a shithole callcentre good for you? If you ask me certainly not!

Rant over, I hope you enjoyed reading this! I’m off to listen to the Fray a bit more, and reply to some emails I’ve been ignoring!

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