"Hello, Henley, how are you? I've not seen you in ages."
"You know I've been on long-term sick."
"Yes. How's things now?"
"Not too bad, I guess. I'm back in work."
"That's good."
"I suppose so. Couldn't stay off much longer: I've had to remortgage the house and half-pay on the sick couldn't cover the outgoings. Been paying the mortgage by credit card."
"Ouch. That's bad. You are OK now, though, aren't you?"
"Oh yes. Strong enough to survive working for Helminthdale Council. Do you know what Arthur said to me when we sat down to do my return-to-work?"
"I shudder to think."
"His opening gambit was: 'You have to realise that your sickness record may jeapordise your job, don't you?'"
I'm human enough to still be able to register shock. There's a layer of line management in this council populated by utter arseholes.
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Don't know about your fair country, but should an employer terminate the poorly-paid position of a government slave in this country, they will be liable for a big-bucks discrimination lawsuit.
Discriminating against the disabled or suchlike.
Moo!
Pretty much the same this side of the pond, which is why idiot managers who can't/won't manage staff sickness constructively think the best strategy is to demoralise the people involved in the hope that they'll just go away of their own accord.
Amazing how much public money goes into compensating ex-council employees!
Ah. The time-honored strategy of psychological warfare against the disabled.
Mustard gas soon to follow.
Hippity-hop!
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