Responsibilities.

Tuesday 13th July 2010.8am-4pm.

Every weekday morning i always bump into the Algerian completing the newspaper delivery sheets.
Today he greeted me with," we need you to start taking more responsibility within the big unit".
He explained what that involves and i took it in my stride.Basically,he maybe saying this just to soften me up or they maybe discussing a possible promotion because later in the day i had a similar talk from the slim Indian cricketer.

He was more thorough and walked me around the unit and explained what standards they expect.I have been analysing the amount of supervisors thay have and can't see any openings but you never know at the PLC because its a fast changing story.

The cockney scrubber was back from a few days off and was fairly relaxed.She still lives with her parents in her mid 30's but reckons she is about to move out and do a house share with some mates.She's probably been saying this for years.

I did well in the TPS league tables for yesterday's performance so didn't get a file note.The king wasn't in today which means his assistant was running the show.

I am starting to like the cash office rotweiller.He has a sense of humour and does actually smile.The Algerian has devised a new name for me, "The English" highly original of course.

The legend is counting down the days until his operation and is milking the sympathy from the staff.He has a pair of sly eyes which reminds me of a bloke at school we used to call "side eye".

He is very selfish and isn't a team player.The legend makes sure that he is organised whether its float,the hording of carrier bags,or hiding the fridge temperature reader.He stashes piles of carrier bags in much the same way a small time cocaine dealer would hide his supply.None of the other units within the PLC have any bags but the Legend always has.

His latest theory is that Liverpool will just survive relegation this forthcoming season and Real Madrid have just woken up to the fact that Steven Gerrard is a one trick pony like Frank Lampard."Gerard just takes potshots from 50 yards and only gets goals via lucky deflections.

He was nil by mouth today because of a blood test scheduled for after work.He made mileage out of that by telling all the customers that his stomach was rumbling when he thinks of the large chocolate bars.

The king's assistant told me there are "plenty of shifts available next week,take your pick."

It definitely feels like there are plans for me at this company.When i started this job i felt like a rapid rise through the ranks was achievable.

The fat controller has now become Mr Klump from the Nutty Professor courtesy of the Legend.He is spitting image of Sherman Klump even down to the quadruple chin.

Bollywood was next to arrive.Looking immaculate and asked me if i could see an undergarment through her skirt,"i could only notice that if i was a lot closer" i remarked.
She giggled like a 15 year old schoolgirl on a first date.The problem she has at this place is that there are a lot of young single male Asians who chance their arm with her.They leer at her when she walks past them and smile falsely when they talk to her.She is incredibly naive and i gave her some friendly advice about this for which she was grateful for.I explained that she is young and attractive and an easy target.

The sweet flat chested blonde from the clothes shop appeared and gave me a smile but unfortunately went to the Legend's till.

Sherman Klump is just running down the clock until he leaves at the end of the month.
Bollywood was given a file note for poor TPS and they used me as an example of how to do it.I never thought i would ever be in a position like this and being used as a positive example of how to sell Haribo's and giant Aero's.

Rasta boy's modem is broken so he hasn't viewed the diary yet which is a shame because i wanted some feedback from him.My final act of the day was to make direct amends to the woman i was rude to last week and gave her a pile of buy 1 get 1 half price stickers as a peace offering.