I know that my readers are of inquiring minds, and I would not have it any other way. But I need you to understand: the specifics are not important. It’s not about where it happened, or when, or even the name of the Old Man. The wings were the first sign, but they are far from the last.
Re: union welfare meeting
I am happy to announce that after months of lobbying management at all levels regarding staff welfare. We have taken on board your concerns about the lack of food options for our valued third shift colleagues --
One of the things I really missed when I moved overseas was the wet market. It’s not just fresh produce: it’s cats sleeping among mounds of vegetables; cartons of eggs under hanging bunches of dried fish; vendors who recognise you by name and sneak in more vegetables than you ask for if they like you.