Wed, Nov 8th -

Milk

In follow up to yesterday's discovery of the catering milk, I did some forensic investigation into the substance formely known as "milk". It appears on the box to be "semi-skimmed milk with fat from non-milk sources". This is just surreal now, without even bothering to know what is in it. So what they are saying is, they take some full fat milk, get the fat out of it and then add fat back in as long as it does not come from cow's milk???

My forensics revealed it is a cocktail of: semi-skimmed milk, emulsifiers, fat, salts and carrot-based colouring. Oh and the nastiest fat you can ingest, transfat (aka homogenised), so that you can keep it for up to 14 months and not use it till an emergency.

Good to know eh...

TUPE, TUPE Tooooo

You will be pleased to know that my efforts to discover what my job is going to be next year and with whom, continues. Today I mailed the "exit manager" asking him where their newsletter that was due Oct 16th is. His reply was:

"Mike,

I have not received the latest Bulletin, X has written it and is awaiting Jane Doe and John Doe's approval prior to release. As always, I will forward to all staff based in Toxic Town once I have been given any information.

However, I don't believe this will effect you personally, as you are not ProjectX engaged. But I will continue the information flow as it comes to me.

Regards"

Which is ironic owing to the fact that he has chosen to stay mute when the "Bulletin" did not arrive on time, rather than tell everyone "it's late, sorry". I call that a communication failure.

What I find highly amusing though is the last sentence. Passed through the anti-bullshit translator it says: "you're not working on the project, sod off - I'll tell you when I know anything."

Sadly for him I am very much working on ProjectX and have been for 2.5 years. But then he is not to know that. He is only the bloke in charge of organising the handover of staff knowledge, contracts and materials related to ProjectX. I should correct before he makes a fool of himself....oh shit, too late...