(Oh look, there's an "m" shaped seagull, like we used to draw)
Of course, it is the new balloon, upon which I failed to assassinate the Chief Executive of the Council, the one who is firing or losing senior staff and their associated experience (the sort of experience they are going to need as the Council goes through the changes to "Commissioning" ie private companies making money from the taxpayer which I call corruption, but the CE and the government call "efficiency")
Looks lovely, doesn't it?
The so-called consultation (as in "this is what I have decided to do, by coming to these meetings you are therefore tainted with the same brush, because things are already decided") group within the Council about "commissioning" is known as "Project Mercury". I gave up going long ago when I was patronised out of it. The NASA "Mercury" program was, as I advised the CE at the time of it's inception (that is less pompous than it sounds: all were invited to e-mither her with suggestions), the American project to fire a tin can in the air and watch it come crashing down in the ocean. Oh well, fuck the council, I dont care anymore. I have done my bit. Trouble is, overdrawn every month, and as a Jack of all Trades (and Master of None), what does a fellow do to earn an honest and decent living? Career suggestions for a tired Transport Planner/Accessibility expert (and I can do H&S, Equalities, Railways, public transport, Byzantine History, Space Exploration, late 70s music, divorce expert, Parent in varying degrees of rubbishness), gratefully received.
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(ned)I pick dildos for a living now. They must have them in Devon.
That was indeed him, not me.
*snort
I don't pretend to understand all you say as some of the references to subjects on a variety of dates, today included, are somewhat obscure to a comparitive newcomer to your blog.
However, of that which is clear and without ambiquity, there is much I agree with. Regrettably using the f*** word isn't becoming of you is probably not the best way to gain employment. Nevertheless good luck to you!
Thank you anonymous. My use of basic anglo saxon is generally restricted in job applications. I will treat your comment in the spirit of irony in which it was no doubt intended.
Isn't there some learned monthly, such as Transport Planners' Monthly magazine, which has page after page of exciting new job ops. for highly qualified staff such as yourself?
How about just taking up station spotting?
Is that Torre?
I know _exactly_ how you feel, Hutters, although I cannot elaborate further except to say Fuck 'em indeed, the fucking fuckers.
:)
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