I apologise for the lateness with which I’ve been updating my personal thoughts on this here journal, but I assure you that it’s not because I’m simply neglecting you. I’ve had a lot going on, as usual; however, some of this brain rubbish pertains to other people and I’m divulging my life here, not theirs. I also have rather a situation at work right now, too.

I’m not sure on how much to say just in case somebody higher up than me comes across this, but that’s probably highly unlikely. Right?

Anyway, I work on a junction. There are two of us. My lovely friend crosses children and parents across the busy main road and I (normally) cross over at the end of the junction so I can see cars turning in from both directions and the cars leaving the junction from the secondary school.

There’s a lot of traffic on this junction at school times and an awful lot of pedestrians. We also get plenty of emergency vehicles, lorries, minibuses, cyclists and motorcyclists.

So as you can tell, it’s a very busy corner and you pretty much have to have eyes in the back of your head so that you can see what’s going on.

My supervisor’s supervisor has apparently been receiving complaints about the traffic. And yes, there is a lot of traffic. And no, it really isn’t our fault that they jam up at the end of the junction. They jam up because a lot of the drivers have only recently passed their test so exiting such a busy junction and turning across the traffic is a pretty daunting task. I really don’t blame them for being cautious.

Anyway… I have thus been moved. But they’ve only moved me a little bit down the street. Quite a few parents don’t want to cross their kids with me any more because it’s going out of their way. And when they do, I can’t always see for the vehicles that are bigger than me and block off a view of the cars turning into the junction. And the cars turning into the junction don’t always see me and usually speed up. I’m not happy.

For once, I don’t want to go to work to a job that I genuinely love doing and I’m not sure how the situation could be resolved considering my supervisors seem to think that this is a better place to station me. And what do I think?

I think I’m going to get knocked down pretty soon.

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