Friday, January 14, 2011

Mr Job's Worth

Morning folks...it's back to the crafty girl again who is still in a raging mood after yesterday's encounter with Mr Job's Worth...an occupation that I fear is fast taking over the country. And where is Mr Job's Worth employed...no guessing required..our local Council. If you have a few minutes...go put the kettle on and grab a comfy sofa...I need to get this well and truly out of my system before I explode and hey I am well overdue for a rant.
We've all been struggling with the recent wintry weather not helped along by the inability of our local council to cope with the situation...roads not gritted and pavements an absolute disgrace...do they never think of the old folks who have to walk to the shops to stock up on food and the cost to the NHS if they slip and break their hips. Oh no because the council are held to ransom by a selection of Job's Worths with their "that's not my job" attitude...doing as little as possible and only interested in grabbing the pay cheque at the end of the month.
And did we meet the Master of All Job's Worth on our slippery slidey stroll yesterday...3 guys in a truck emptying the litter bins...Mr Job's Worth jumps out empties the bin while the other two sit in the cosy warmth of the cab..,now in my book this smells of gross mismanagement of manpower but hey these folks have the unions on their side and will be jumping down the council's throat if they dare suggest that they could be better employed making walking safer for the folks who pay their salary. As The Furry Boy and I struggle to keep our feet on the slick glass surface...this moron remarks..."you're having fun aren't you" and as I turned to reply I slipped and landed rather unceremoniously on my bum...nothing hurt just my pride. Did he come to my assistance...of course NOT and you try getting back on your feet on a slippery slidey sea of ice...my absolute hero...The Furry Boy came to the rescue...me holding onto his collar until he pulled me back on my feet. And just in case there are any children reading this blog...I can't possibly print my reply to this smartass but let me assure you he hot footed it back to his truck with his tail between his legs and a rather red face.
What has happened to the "we all pull together" attitude that we have used to have in this country...am I getting old or has the whole place completely gone down the pan.
And now I've got that little rant off my chest...it's good news time...look what arrived in the cubbyhole all thanks to the Furry Boy barging his way to the front of the queue at The Ribbon Girl...yippee the seam binding has landed along with some other goodies....
and you don't think I would forget about all my bloggy buddies do you...I will be sharing some of my Ribbon Girl goodies on Monday...oh yes a very special event coming to a blog near you and a little sneaky peek in the meantime.

Catch up with you all tomorrow over at Penny Black Saturday which reminds me I haven't as yet made my DT card....better get my skates on.
Hugs Kath xxx