Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Friday, February 19, 2010
Show Me The Money!
As you know, I'm not one to grumble...
I have just found myself in the delightfully uncomfortable position of being underpaid by my current trust, while having been overpaid by my previous trust.