Two pages championing PDA Actuals and hoorahing about simpler, more intuitive screens...next to a picture of the same screen I've always had on mine...
Letterbox....they're talking about selling empty legs, whatever that means. I'm assuming, seeming as there's an accompanying pic of a barrel that they might mean kegs. Oh and there's a friendly reminder that the current focus is on delivering to neighbours wherever possible
Two page spread on employee service results....it's all wonderful, everthing is fine, we've never had it so good and engagement is positively thriving at Exeter apparently. That's nice then.
Oh, it's been Royal Mail's Be Aware Dogs Can Rip Your Face Off Week recently, so that gets three quarters of a page. The company trying to pretend to care. The company, a manager of whom I told the other week I didn't deliver mail to a road because someone's dog was loose, prowling and growling like Cujo when I walked into the road. Said Manager's response? Knock their tomorrow and have a word. My response? It wasn't yes, guvnor, put it that way.
And there's even a pic of a postman wearing a tie which, being a bit dapper myself, I absolutely love. When it's not so hot I'd wear one myself but I'd never hear the end of it.
Epic edition. I, for one, honestly didn't realise it was all so swimmingly wonderful. I'm now convinced that I work for a warm and caring employer who values me as an individual...nay, a family member.
Now I'm suitably filled to the brim with propoganda I think I'll go in an hour early tomorrow for free, take double lapsing, not have a break and go over for nothing until completed. Then I'll drive to the DOM's residence and wash his car.
Can't do enough for a good guvnor and all that.
