I am in big trouble.
Compliance may get involved. My Head of Division at the bank may be informed.
My misdemeanour? The mandatory fire safety training that I was supposed to do is now overdue.
The training people are quite persistent. And the fact that I don't actually work for the bank doesn't deter them from sending further emails.
Where's it all going to end? I can see myself getting sacked from a job I never had. It'll make a great employment tribunal case.
The situation is reminding me a little of the pickle I got myself into a few years ago and recounted on the BBC Radio 4 show Home Truths. I started receiving voicemail messages that were meant for a maintenance guy who worked in a big building. The electrical socket near the paternoster lift on the sixth floor needed fixing. There was a plumbing problem in one of the toilets near main reception. I liked these calls so much that I just allowed them to keep coming, which I guess meant none of these things ever got mended.
Eventually, I managed to work out that the messages emanated from the Ipswich Civic Centre. They stopped abruptly after I'd discussed the issue on national radio.
Compliance may get involved. My Head of Division at the bank may be informed.
My misdemeanour? The mandatory fire safety training that I was supposed to do is now overdue.
The training people are quite persistent. And the fact that I don't actually work for the bank doesn't deter them from sending further emails.
Where's it all going to end? I can see myself getting sacked from a job I never had. It'll make a great employment tribunal case.
The situation is reminding me a little of the pickle I got myself into a few years ago and recounted on the BBC Radio 4 show Home Truths. I started receiving voicemail messages that were meant for a maintenance guy who worked in a big building. The electrical socket near the paternoster lift on the sixth floor needed fixing. There was a plumbing problem in one of the toilets near main reception. I liked these calls so much that I just allowed them to keep coming, which I guess meant none of these things ever got mended.
Eventually, I managed to work out that the messages emanated from the Ipswich Civic Centre. They stopped abruptly after I'd discussed the issue on national radio.
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