It’s been an odd time at work recently. Quite honestly, if it had been like this all the time I maybe would have made more of an effort to stick at my job. This is what my week looked like recently: On Monday and Tuesday the manager left at around 3pm, leaving the rest of the team rudderless. On Wednesday I worked my contracted hours; … Continue reading The Guilt.
Sometimes life gets too much. And given that I’m not confrontational by nature, when it comes to fight or flight, I run. At the quarter-life stage, I’m not where I thought I’d be. When I got the graduate job I envisaged living in one of the newly built glamourous apartments in the centre of Leeds. I thought I’d have great hair, and wear high heels … Continue reading The Runaway