Sunday, 29 November 2009

removal of priveledges

The supervisor wanted to talk to us all as soon as we got out of the mini bus today. We were going to carry on with last week's job, clearing grounds around a school, but before we began he wanted 'a word'. I had been hoping to claim the strimmer and ear defenders and get as far away as possible from everyone else again. Working on these big out door sites gives plenty of opportunity to muck about. I don't mind being on look out for someone who wants to use his mobile (not allowed) but I draw the line at covering for a couple of blokes who want to smoke a spliff round the back of the tool shed (definately not allowed). It's none of my business what the others get up to but I don't want anthing to do with any of it. As for cannabis it got me into trouble in the first place and I have no intention that it should get me into trouble again.

So there we were, squashed into the tool shed and the supervisor had his 'you have all let me down AGAIN' face on as he explained that a large power tool had gone missing after last week. Actually we all had overheard a couple of boys boasting that they had managed to avoid putting it back in the store last week and had stashed it somewhere on the site for collection later. So missing, but not stolen... yet.

To give the supervisor his due he did not ask us to 'come clean' he just said - in his weary voice - 'because of this no one may come into the hut for a tea break and you will have to eat your lunch (we all take sandwiches) outside'. So we learn the only sanction, no matter what anyone does, all they can do is make us stand outside to eat our lunch.

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