Now entering the twilight zone...
Weird times: I just got an email from my French tutor, confirming the date for our Schools Dinner (post exam posh dinner with tutors etc), which he started with this smiley :-) You maybe have to know my French tutor to get why this is weird - let's just say he's quite a traditional guy, and I wouldn't really expect him to know what a smiley is, much less to ever use one in an email.
Revision is going well - hurrah. I now have but six topics left to do, go me! And one of those I've sort of already done, I think. Double hurrah. I think I shall thus take the rest of the day off - mind you, I was in the library at 8.20am, so I probably deserve it. *is hardcore*
Potential job problems have come to light: I went to see the doctor at Occupational Health today, and she's a bit worried about my wrist condition (I have de Quervain's syndrome, which makes writing amongst other things quite painful), so she wants to get a full job description then send it to the consultant I first saw at the hospital, to ask his opinion on if I can carry out the job without risking further damage to myself. If they can reasonably adapt the job to suit me, then they have to because of the Disability Discrimination Act, but if the consultant says no, she has to recommend to the University that I can't do my job :( So I'm obviously desperately hoping the consultant doesn't say that, or I will be, once more, rather spectacularly screwed. Fingers crossed folks!
Revision is going well - hurrah. I now have but six topics left to do, go me! And one of those I've sort of already done, I think. Double hurrah. I think I shall thus take the rest of the day off - mind you, I was in the library at 8.20am, so I probably deserve it. *is hardcore*
Potential job problems have come to light: I went to see the doctor at Occupational Health today, and she's a bit worried about my wrist condition (I have de Quervain's syndrome, which makes writing amongst other things quite painful), so she wants to get a full job description then send it to the consultant I first saw at the hospital, to ask his opinion on if I can carry out the job without risking further damage to myself. If they can reasonably adapt the job to suit me, then they have to because of the Disability Discrimination Act, but if the consultant says no, she has to recommend to the University that I can't do my job :( So I'm obviously desperately hoping the consultant doesn't say that, or I will be, once more, rather spectacularly screwed. Fingers crossed folks!