I Don’t Want To Be A Pie…I Don’t Like Gravy

Can I tell you something? OK….so when I started this job, the contract was a little odd. They gave me a contract with an end date of just six weeks after I started. But that six weeks came and went and nobody said anything.

But today, during the course of conversation, it was mentioned that my first three months are up next week. That was never something mentioned in my written contract, but I understand that at the three months point. technically, they could say to me “thanks, but no thanks”…or I could say to them “thanks, but no thanks”.

And here is the thing…when I heard that today…my heart leapt. How worrying is that? I know, it’s not great.

But recently I have been feeling like a chicken in a battery farm, being told to lay a 100 eggs a day or else!

Photo by Artem Beliaikin on Pexels.com

And if you are wondering about the title of this post – go and watch “Chicken Run”. It will explain a lot about how I have been feeling.

9 thoughts on “I Don’t Want To Be A Pie…I Don’t Like Gravy”

  1. I have been reading your posts about work, and you speak for so many of us. Let’s face it – the way the corporate world is just rubbish and it treats people like commodities.

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  2. It’s hard to imagine you in a desk job – no, can’t do it. You don’t belong in an office. Get yourself outta there before you lose your mind.


  3. Funny that you mention “Chicken Run.” My daughter and I were just discussing how it was such a sad movie, but inspiring at the same time. Poor chicks really wanted to go on “holiday.”😢


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