WHAT I DONT BELIEVE IN IS BULLYING MANAGERS WHO USE THE SACRED ROYAL MAIL BADGE TO BULLY AND INTIMIDATE POSTIES ESPECIALLY FEMALES, THOSE WITH A DISABILITY OR THOSE WHO ARE SLOW SO THEY QUIT THEIR JOBS.
AND THE MANAGERS REWARD IF THEY FORCE ME/US OUT? A LUMP SUM WHICH MAY PAY FOR A TIMESHARE SLOT IN TENERIFE - NOT THAT I’M POINTING THE FINGER AT ANYONE.
WHEN I WALK INTO MY DELIVERY OFFICE I AM FEARFUL. I KNOW I AM GOVERNED BY ROYAL MAIL'S RULES AND I DONT FEEL SAFE.
BUT I KNOW ONCE I AM OUT ON THE STREET, I HAVE PROTECTION AND MY MOTTO IS "BRING IT ON IF YOU THINK YOU ARE HARD ENOUGH".
HERE ME OUT AS I HAVE A STORY TO TELL: IM THE GIRL, WHO WORKED ENDLESS HOURS FOR MY DELIVERY OFFICE OR IF YOU HAVE BEEN ON A SPRINGBOARD COURSE - IM WHAT YOU CALL A FLOSSIE! "YES SIR! I WILL DO THIS AND YES SIR I WILL DO THAT" BUT EVENTUALLY YOU BEGIN TO QUESTION YOUR MANAGERS COMPENTANCY AND LACK OF ORGANISATIONAL SKILLS BECAUSE EVERY DAY BECOMES "GROUNDHOG DAY".
THEN YOU START NOTICING LACK OF SAFETY ON DELIVERY AND POSTIES AROUND YOU GETTING INJURIES AND TAKING TIME OFF WITH SICKNESS INCLUDING STRESS. YOU TRY TO THINK OF EVERY SENARIO TO BE EXCUSED FROM DUTY BECAUSE YOU WORRY THE SAME WILL HAPPEN TO YOU.
I LIKEN IT TO THE BLACKADDER EPISODE 'GOES FORTH'. WAITING IN THE TRENCHES BEFORE YOU GO OVER THE TOP! PUT A PAIR OF PANTS OVER YOUR HEAD AND STICK PENCILS UP YOUR NOSTRILS SO YOU ARE DECLARED MENTALLY INSANE SO AS TO BE SENT HOME WITH WAR MADNESS. HOWEVER, THERE ARE NO BALDRICKS WITH A CUNNING PLAN TO RESCUE YOU AS THEY HAVE LONG GONE VIA IHR OR PENSIONED OFF OR SACKED WITHOUT FOUNDATION CAUSE THEIR MANAGER WANTS TO LINE HIMSELF UP WITH AN £800 BONUS SO HIS VERY FAT ASSED MRS CAN GORGE HERSELF ON THE CARCASS OF ANOTHER POSTIE.
SO, THE WEAR AND TEAR ON YOUR BODY IS TAKING ITS TOLL BECAUSE YOU ARE WORKING BEYOND YOUR PHYSICAL BOUNDARIES AND WHEN YOU GET HOME ALL YOU CAN DO IS SLEEP. THE AMOUNT OF PARTIES AND NIGHTS OUT I'VE MISSED ON BECAUSE IVE FALLEN ASLEEP DUE TO EXHAUSTION IS IMMEASURABLE. AND IN CASE YOU ARE ASKING, IM NOT A FAT HOG! I WAS A SUPER-FIT SPORTSWOMAN WHO PLAYED FOR MY COUNTRY!!!!
I GOT INJURED OUT ON DELIVERY - FACT. I GOT INJURED BECAUSE TWO OF MY LINE MANAGERS DEEMED IT WAS UNSAFE FOR ME TO WORK IN A CERTAIN AREA BUT THEN THEY WERE OVER-RULED BY A THUG LINE MANAGER AND THEY WERE TOO SCARED TO SPEAK OUT. FACT – AS A SPARE I RELY ON THE WALKLOG BOOK TO READ ABOUT ANY POSSIBLE DANGERS I MAY FACE ON MY ROUND BUT THIS WAS NOT ON THE FRAME AS IT DIDN’T EXIST! (HEALTH & SAFETY TAKE NOTE!!)
SO I COMPLAINED AND THEY UPPED THE BULLYING. I WAS HARASSED WITH ATOS REFERRALS – SIX IN FOUR WEEKS INCLUDING A FACE-TO-FACE- BECAUSE A CERTAIN BULLYING MANAGER HAD CLAIMED I WAS NOT TO BE TRUSTED SO HE COULD CLAIM HIS CASH PAYMENT. I WAS FORCED BACK TO WORK AND AFTER MY INDOOR RISK ASSESSMENT (WHICH HAS NOW GONE MISSING!!) STATED I COULD ONLY WORK INDOORS AND BE SEATED – I WAS SENT OUT ON DELIVERY IN A VAN WITH MY TWO CRUTCHES AND A BRACE!! IT’S LIKE ENTERING A ONE-LEGGED MAN IN AN ASS-KICKING COMPETITION!!! NO WINNERS THERE!!
WHEN I COMPLAIN, IM DESIGNATED THE TEAROOM
SO AFTER A STINT OF STARING AT THE WALLS IN THE TEA-ROOM, BREAKING DOWN FOUR YORKS OF BOXES WITH SCISSORS AND COLLATING THOUSANDS OF LEAFLETS THE UNION INTERVENES AND SENDS ME HOME. WHY? CAUSE ATOS SAID I COULDN’T WORK IN ANY CAPACITY, MY DOCTOR SAID I COULDN’T WORK IN ANY CAPACITY AND MY SURGEON (MRI SCAN) SAID I COULDN’T WORK IN ANY CAPACITY. BUT, MY OH-SO-STAT DRIVEN DOM USED MANAGER’S DECISION AND HIS LACK OF MEDICAL KNOWLEDGE TO COUNTERACT THE PROFESSIONALS.
THE OUTCOME - IT’S NOW 11 MONTHS AND COUNTING AND I STILL CAN’T WALK PROPERLY, LIFT MYSELF OFF A CHAIR ON BOTH LEGS AND CLIMB STAIRS. AS FOR DRIVING - MY BEAUTIFUL M3 IS TO BE SOLD AS I CAN’T DRIVE IT DUE TO THE PRESSURE IT PUTS ON MY KNEE.
MY OPERATION, WHICH I PAID FOR PRIVATELY, WAS SUCCESSFUL AS IT REMOVED CARTILAGE IMBEDDED IN MY KNEE - BUT IM GRATEFUL CAUSE I CAN WALK WITHOUT PAIN. I CANT BEND OR DRIVE BUT I HAVE THE BUS TO GET ME AROUND.
AND NO!! IM NOT AT HOME WITH MY FEET UP!! IM BACK OUT ON DELIVERY WORKING 5 HOURS A DAY FOR 5 HOURS PAY. I STRAP UP MY KNEES AND USE A TROLLEY. I’M SO DETERMINED TO SUCCEED AS I AM A FIGHTER. LIKE ROCKY RUNNING UP THOSE STAIRS – I WONT BE BEATEN.
I ALSO KEEP THIS MOTTO IN MY HEAD: “IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW BIG AND MIGHTY YOU THINK YOU ARE – THE TRUTH WILL COME OUT IN THE END – AND YOU WILL BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE”.
WHETHER I GET MY JUSTICE AT ROYAL MAIL OR VIA THE COURTS – MY FUTURE WILL BE DECIDED FOR ME SHORTLY. AND IF I GOES AGAINST ME, I WILL LICK MY WOUNDS AND PICK MYSELF UP.
AND I WILL KEEP COMING BACK TIME AND TIME AGAIN. MY FIGHT HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN …….