Crikey. Just phoned Joan to tell her I'd managed to get her a little keyring torch like she wanted for her work keys and she hit me with a bombshell in return. Tracey, her boss, has handed in her notice. Fed up of the whole thing and now she has her posh boyfriend doesn't need to do it for the money. So she's off. Unfortunately it doesn't seem they want to appoint from within store at the moment so Joan is not likely to end up withthe job and money to go with it. Just hope she gets someone nice then.
Or perhaps they'll go back to Satelliting it from Ipswich. That would be OK as she would then get an additional payment and some more responsibility with less direct hassle on her shoulders. Worked before...
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