I saw Chumbawumba on Wednesday 5th March this year.
This song meant that my vague hatred for my job turned into an 'I quit' within days. The horror that is a three month notice period means I'm working til the end of June. Well, I say working. Clearly, I mean 'being paid to read and post to b3ta and organise bashes'

Six in the morning don’t want to wake
Sun laying low and the world sleeping late
Hate like the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

Five days from seven the week’s hardly mine
The alarm clock’s gone over to enemy lines
Waste my time working for cowards and creeps
Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Rain won’t you wash these eight hours away?
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

Birds on the windowsill sing in the dawn
By the time that I’m home all this day will be gone
Spend my life sowing what others will reap
Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep

Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Rain won’t you wash these eight hours away?
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they’d sack me and leave me to sleep.
( ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Thu 22 May 2008, 13:49, closed)

I'm currently working a 48 week notice.

I have two kittens that need playing with at home and it's sunny outside.

Bah.
( scoshi can't stop listening to Eisbrecher, Thu 22 May 2008, 15:30, closed)

48 weeks?
In the UK? Bummer. Sorry to hear that.

Have you had any employment advice. Are you a union member? I know you might have agreed to that in your contract but I thought that UK employment law overrode that - and it's my understanding that the max in UK law is 12 weeks...
( ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Thu 22 May 2008, 15:34, closed)