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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #15 on: April 09, 2008, 09:41:31 AM »
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What exactly was it about those "minutes"?

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I used to go, reluctantly, to meetings that lasted half an hour but somehow produced minutes that took me an hour to read ~ none of the minutes ever bore the slightest resemblance to my memory of the meeting so I stopped going and just worked from the minutes that still circulated to me whether I'd been there or not.
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #16 on: April 09, 2008, 09:43:46 AM »
Definition of a committee:

20 people who all want A, but agree to compromise on B evil:
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #17 on: April 09, 2008, 09:51:00 AM »
eeek:

What exactly was it about those "minutes"?

I hate meetings! evil:


Me an' all.
I used to go, reluctantly, to meetings that lasted half an hour but somehow produced minutes that took me an hour to read ~ none of the minutes ever bore the slightest resemblance to my memory of the meeting so I stopped going and just worked from the minutes that still circulated to me whether I'd been there or not.
Thirded... I loathe meetings...  noooo:

In my early days in sales ('bout 1971 ish) with a company now long vanished in the corporate takeover fest of the early 80s I was summoned to attend a meeting in a large hotel on the Hogs Back, Surrey (I am sure many of you will know it)
We were there for two days and the last afternoon (3 hours) was given over to the Company Accountant who wanted to impress upon us that the x20fold Greenshield stamps we were all collecting at the time whenever we filled our company cars should in fact belong to the company and he would be obliged if we would stop seeking out these "deals" and fill up at cheaper filling stations that didn't offer stamps. This took him 2 hours and then he went onto describe how to complete an expense claim form. We all walked out. 16 of us were made redundant three weeks later.
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #18 on: April 09, 2008, 09:55:00 AM »
When my redundancy was announced to me in Jan 97 I was so thrilled that I sympathised with the CEOs discomfiture at telling me. I was later told that it had been thought that I hadn't understood what I was being told!

Oh yes I did. £30K tax free and another £20K taxed, to get out of a job I had been trying to leave for 2 years!!

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #19 on: April 09, 2008, 09:59:21 AM »
When they "retired" me they gave me 6 months "gardening leave", use of the company car and petrol card, PPP cover etc for the 6 months and two days later called to offer me "consultancy work" for a year at a "negotiated" rate over and above the salary I was getting for the six months 
Would have been cheaper to have kept me on.::)
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #20 on: April 09, 2008, 10:01:32 AM »
Many years ago I was taken on a select corporate freebie:

1. Lunch at Rules (look it up)
2.Limo to Wembley
3.Box for International Rugby
4. Limo back to Rules for dinner

All on someone's corporate credit card

I called him on the Monday to thank him

"Mr H No longer works for this company"

He too, was on gardening leave!! lol:
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #21 on: April 09, 2008, 10:04:24 AM »
It's the only way ~ Fvck the bosses!
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #22 on: April 09, 2008, 10:10:31 AM »
Here are the minutes in question. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. I sent them to a few "select" colleagues, however, someone obviously forwarded it to "the enemy", hence my rapped knuckles last week. They're not that offensive, are they?

"As the fag-butts tumbled their way across the road to the monolithic B & Q, the 9 o'clock gathering in the Boardroom assembled. The energy and excitement crackled in the air with as much enthusiasm as it would have in a temporary morgue in the Somme. Yours truly checked his watch, to make sure it wasn't the 1st April and that MC wasn't playing a bad joke on him.
 
And so to business...
 
Dominic was first in the MD’s spotlight and he started friskily boasting Offer turn around times of 65% and still a goodly number of new apps - even those shackled by the new criteria. He was trying hard, you have to admire his spirit, but then he turned to the subject of the outplacement activities currently underway and his eyes slowly turned to those more reminiscent in Salem's Lot. He was a beaten man - but dammit, he tried.
 
Next up was Cathy and the state of play railway side, 3rd floor. Everything was "fine". The amount of switcher business exceeded the target for the year. All the "Redundancy Stage 1s are done". Although said with gusto, the words rang hollow and her eyes danced across the assembled Morlocks in search of the first flesh-eater waiting to pick at the exposed meat of her vapid comments. None were forthcoming, her sigh palpable.
 
3rd floor, B&Q side next, Christine assumed the expression of a whipped dog when revealing that repossessions were now 88% higher than this time last year - at a whole - wait for it - 74 cases!!! In total!!!       Yours truly stifled the urge to p155 himself laughing, remembering the "good old days" of 1991/2, where we would get more than 74 new cases per week. I made a note to request an oxygen cylinder and mask in the Boardroom, lest someone go into shock next time such devastating results are announced. Debt Recovery has now employed Receivers to collect the rent on B2L cases - this is working well and all new Litigation cases from 01/04 are now being outsourced. I thought the current trend was to bury the bad news in the good news, not the other way round...still, I'm left-handed, what would I know...
 
Last up Ann-Marie advised that the FSA had still not decided on a date on which to descend on the Compliance. No-one batted an eyelid...does anyone really give a hoot what that toothless army of ignoramuses thinks of us, when we will all be out the door before too long?
 
The "round the table update" had chief accountant Kieron slightly rattled when the MD asked him "if the auditors (PWC) would actually know anything about the nature of our business, this time" - this was skilfully deflected with some bean-counteresque mumbling, rabid note writing and furious nodding. Beads of sweat glistened on his shiny head. I wasn't sure whether to applaud, or to stick him on the rear parcel shelf of the Lexus.
 
I briefly spouted off about the lift re-furb, the "Playschoolisation" of the meeting, Dell Optiplex GX270s that are blowing up with tedious regularity and the “muppetry” of some of the user, who should be allowed nothing more complex in life than a knife and fork. The head of Personnel stared at me with the Medusa eyes. I blew him an imaginary kiss.

And then it was over. Nineteen minutes of my life that I will NEVER get back. I was sorely tempted to go outside, smoke a fag, watch is tumble over to B&Q and then shoot myself gently in the back of the head."

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #23 on: April 09, 2008, 10:13:42 AM »
I see what they mean eeek:
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #24 on: April 09, 2008, 10:14:22 AM »
Here are the minutes in question. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. I sent them to a few "select" colleagues, however, someone obviously forwarded it to "the enemy", hence my rapped knuckles last week. They're not that offensive, are they?

"As the fag-butts tumbled their way across the road to the monolithic B & Q, the 9 o'clock gathering in the Boardroom assembled. The energy and excitement crackled in the air with as much enthusiasm as it would have in a temporary morgue in the Somme. Yours truly checked his watch, to make sure it wasn't the 1st April and that MC wasn't playing a bad joke on him.
 
And so to business...
 
Dominic was first in the MD’s spotlight and he started friskily boasting Offer turn around times of 65% and still a goodly number of new apps - even those shackled by the new criteria. He was trying hard, you have to admire his spirit, but then he turned to the subject of the outplacement activities currently underway and his eyes slowly turned to those more reminiscent in Salem's Lot. He was a beaten man - but dammit, he tried.
 
Next up was Cathy and the state of play railway side, 3rd floor. Everything was "fine". The amount of switcher business exceeded the target for the year. All the "Redundancy Stage 1s are done". Although said with gusto, the words rang hollow and her eyes danced across the assembled Morlocks in search of the first flesh-eater waiting to pick at the exposed meat of her vapid comments. None were forthcoming, her sigh palpable.
 
3rd floor, B&Q side next, Christine assumed the expression of a whipped dog when revealing that repossessions were now 88% higher than this time last year - at a whole - wait for it - 74 cases!!! In total!!!       Yours truly stifled the urge to p155 himself laughing, remembering the "good old days" of 1991/2, where we would get more than 74 new cases per week. I made a note to request an oxygen cylinder and mask in the Boardroom, lest someone go into shock next time such devastating results are announced. Debt Recovery has now employed Receivers to collect the rent on B2L cases - this is working well and all new Litigation cases from 01/04 are now being outsourced. I thought the current trend was to bury the bad news in the good news, not the other way round...still, I'm left-handed, what would I know...
 
Last up Ann-Marie advised that the FSA had still not decided on a date on which to descend on the Compliance. No-one batted an eyelid...does anyone really give a hoot what that toothless army of ignoramuses thinks of us, when we will all be out the door before too long?
 
The "round the table update" had chief accountant Kieron slightly rattled when the MD asked him "if the auditors (PWC) would actually know anything about the nature of our business, this time" - this was skilfully deflected with some bean-counteresque mumbling, rabid note writing and furious nodding. Beads of sweat glistened on his shiny head. I wasn't sure whether to applaud, or to stick him on the rear parcel shelf of the Lexus.
 
I briefly spouted off about the lift re-furb, the "Playschoolisation" of the meeting, Dell Optiplex GX270s that are blowing up with tedious regularity and the “muppetry” of some of the user, who should be allowed nothing more complex in life than a knife and fork. The head of Personnel stared at me with the Medusa eyes. I blew him an imaginary kiss.

And then it was over. Nineteen minutes of my life that I will NEVER get back. I was sorely tempted to go outside, smoke a fag, watch is tumble over to B&Q and then shoot myself gently in the back of the head."

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #25 on: April 09, 2008, 10:15:25 AM »
  You are Dilbert and I claim my fiver  lol:

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #26 on: April 09, 2008, 10:16:13 AM »
Here are the minutes in question. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. I sent them to a few "select" colleagues, however, someone obviously forwarded it to "the enemy", hence my rapped knuckles last week. They're not that offensive, are they?

"As the fag-butts tumbled their way across the road to the monolithic B & Q, the 9 o'clock gathering in the Boardroom assembled. The energy and excitement crackled in the air with as much enthusiasm as it would have in a temporary morgue in the Somme. Yours truly checked his watch, to make sure it wasn't the 1st April and that MC wasn't playing a bad joke on him.
 
And so to business...
 
Dominic was first in the MD’s spotlight and he started friskily boasting Offer turn around times of 65% and still a goodly number of new apps - even those shackled by the new criteria. He was trying hard, you have to admire his spirit, but then he turned to the subject of the outplacement activities currently underway and his eyes slowly turned to those more reminiscent in Salem's Lot. He was a beaten man - but dammit, he tried.
 
Next up was Cathy and the state of play railway side, 3rd floor. Everything was "fine". The amount of switcher business exceeded the target for the year. All the "Redundancy Stage 1s are done". Although said with gusto, the words rang hollow and her eyes danced across the assembled Morlocks in search of the first flesh-eater waiting to pick at the exposed meat of her vapid comments. None were forthcoming, her sigh palpable.
 
3rd floor, B&Q side next, Christine assumed the expression of a whipped dog when revealing that repossessions were now 88% higher than this time last year - at a whole - wait for it - 74 cases!!! In total!!!       Yours truly stifled the urge to p155 himself laughing, remembering the "good old days" of 1991/2, where we would get more than 74 new cases per week. I made a note to request an oxygen cylinder and mask in the Boardroom, lest someone go into shock next time such devastating results are announced. Debt Recovery has now employed Receivers to collect the rent on B2L cases - this is working well and all new Litigation cases from 01/04 are now being outsourced. I thought the current trend was to bury the bad news in the good news, not the other way round...still, I'm left-handed, what would I know...
 
Last up Ann-Marie advised that the FSA had still not decided on a date on which to descend on the Compliance. No-one batted an eyelid...does anyone really give a hoot what that toothless army of ignoramuses thinks of us, when we will all be out the door before too long?
 
The "round the table update" had chief accountant Kieron slightly rattled when the MD asked him "if the auditors (PWC) would actually know anything about the nature of our business, this time" - this was skilfully deflected with some bean-counteresque mumbling, rabid note writing and furious nodding. Beads of sweat glistened on his shiny head. I wasn't sure whether to applaud, or to stick him on the rear parcel shelf of the Lexus.
 
I briefly spouted off about the lift re-furb, the "Playschoolisation" of the meeting, Dell Optiplex GX270s that are blowing up with tedious regularity and the “muppetry” of some of the user, who should be allowed nothing more complex in life than a knife and fork. The head of Personnel stared at me with the Medusa eyes. I blew him an imaginary kiss.

And then it was over. Nineteen minutes of my life that I will NEVER get back. I was sorely tempted to go outside, smoke a fag, watch is tumble over to B&Q and then shoot myself gently in the back of the head."

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #27 on: April 09, 2008, 10:23:53 AM »
Here are the minutes in question. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. I sent them to a few "select" colleagues, however, someone obviously forwarded it to "the enemy", hence my rapped knuckles last week. They're not that offensive, are they?

"As the fag-butts tumbled their way across the road to the monolithic B & Q, the 9 o'clock gathering in the Boardroom assembled. The energy and excitement crackled in the air with as much enthusiasm as it would have in a temporary morgue in the Somme. Yours truly checked his watch, to make sure it wasn't the 1st April and that MC wasn't playing a bad joke on him.
 
And so to business...
 
Dominic was first in the MD’s spotlight and he started friskily boasting Offer turn around times of 65% and still a goodly number of new apps - even those shackled by the new criteria. He was trying hard, you have to admire his spirit, but then he turned to the subject of the outplacement activities currently underway and his eyes slowly turned to those more reminiscent in Salem's Lot. He was a beaten man - but dammit, he tried.
 
Next up was Cathy and the state of play railway side, 3rd floor. Everything was "fine". The amount of switcher business exceeded the target for the year. All the "Redundancy Stage 1s are done". Although said with gusto, the words rang hollow and her eyes danced across the assembled Morlocks in search of the first flesh-eater waiting to pick at the exposed meat of her vapid comments. None were forthcoming, her sigh palpable.
 
3rd floor, B&Q side next, Christine assumed the expression of a whipped dog when revealing that repossessions were now 88% higher than this time last year - at a whole - wait for it - 74 cases!!! In total!!!       Yours truly stifled the urge to p155 himself laughing, remembering the "good old days" of 1991/2, where we would get more than 74 new cases per week. I made a note to request an oxygen cylinder and mask in the Boardroom, lest someone go into shock next time such devastating results are announced. Debt Recovery has now employed Receivers to collect the rent on B2L cases - this is working well and all new Litigation cases from 01/04 are now being outsourced. I thought the current trend was to bury the bad news in the good news, not the other way round...still, I'm left-handed, what would I know...
 
Last up Ann-Marie advised that the FSA had still not decided on a date on which to descend on the Compliance. No-one batted an eyelid...does anyone really give a hoot what that toothless army of ignoramuses thinks of us, when we will all be out the door before too long?
 
The "round the table update" had chief accountant Kieron slightly rattled when the MD asked him "if the auditors (PWC) would actually know anything about the nature of our business, this time" - this was skilfully deflected with some bean-counteresque mumbling, rabid note writing and furious nodding. Beads of sweat glistened on his shiny head. I wasn't sure whether to applaud, or to stick him on the rear parcel shelf of the Lexus.
 
I briefly spouted off about the lift re-furb, the "Playschoolisation" of the meeting, Dell Optiplex GX270s that are blowing up with tedious regularity and the “muppetry” of some of the user, who should be allowed nothing more complex in life than a knife and fork. The head of Personnel stared at me with the Medusa eyes. I blew him an imaginary kiss.

And then it was over. Nineteen minutes of my life that I will NEVER get back. I was sorely tempted to go outside, smoke a fag, watch is tumble over to B&Q and then shoot myself gently in the back of the head."

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Re: Breaking into Tesco
« Reply #28 on: April 09, 2008, 10:25:05 AM »
Not you you bald tit!
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Re: Breaking into Tesco
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