Well work is a barrel of laughs at the moment. We're in the middle of an alleged merger, but when the opposition has 99% of the senior posts, then merger isn't the word that comes to mind. In a bid to get rid of 'unwanted' posts, they're offering staff a sweetener to get lost. I don't think I qualify, and besides, when you get to my age you need to think about whether you'd ever get another job, especially in these times of austerity. I won't be leaving voluntarily, they'll have to 'push' me out to get rid of me.
This is all thanks to a muppet who shall remain nameless, who doesn't give a toss about the upheavel, nor about people's jobs, nor how redundancy will affect them. All he cares about is making a political name for himself. I've never met him, yet I hate him with a passion!
I have to say, if I'm pushed out I'll be in dire straights and it's keeping me awake nights worying about it though I'm almost sure I'm not the only one in this sittuation.
If all else fails, then I guess I could always move in with my ex and his wife. Yeah, that'll work...