In early uni days in Manchester I had a retail job in Stockport, 4 hrs each day over the weekend. My two best mates went to uni in Leeds so I'd often go and visit them on a whim and inevitably go fucking mental. Once or twice this resulted in a sickie being pulled.
One weekend it went a bit far and I got woken by my manager on the phone: "We're going to have to have a discussion about your employment".
Wrote a dead professional letter bitching about working both weekend days and doing a hard degree and managed to wangle my way into a single 8 hour weekend shift, result.
In early uni days in Manchester I had a retail job in Stockport, 4 hrs each day over the weekend. My two best mates went to uni in Leeds so I'd often go and visit them on a whim and inevitably go fucking mental. Once or twice this resulted in a sickie being pulled.
One weekend it went a bit far and I got woken by my manager on the phone: "We're going to have to have a discussion about your employment".
Wrote a dead professional letter bitching about working both weekend days and doing a hard degree and managed to wangle my way into a single 8 hour weekend shift, result.