Letter to Read (No. 27): Taking the Piss

Dear Ian,

Ok, you know what, I am absolutely indignant about today's meeting.  Do you know why?

Because it was taking the piss.  Yes, that's right, TAKING THE PISS.  And I've had enough of this nonsense, at least for today.

During our wonderful meeting today, in which we were going to find out (AT LAST) so many interesting things about our future, the motto was (apparently): we'll take the piss out of you.

How come? you might ask.  Why so upset, Letter to Read?

Because not only we didn't find out anything new (so, concrete and objective facts, nil) BUT we were also told by the Head of the Site, the following:

1.- That being TUPEd is fantastic.  She doesn't understand why the heck were people making such a big fuss of being transferred directly to a new company that might (or not) close in a couple of year's time.  The redundancy package? of course, Pfizer won't pay because you are not being pfired, you are being TUPEd.  You should be celebrating!

2.- That consultants will come to the site to provide career advice.  Mind you, little Letter to Read made a little calculation in his/her head and realised that since +2400 people will be without a job, we'll need bucketloads of consultants! otherwise we will all spend something like 30 nanoseconds tops with them.

3.- This was the most extraordinary thing of all: the end of the talk was a pep talk.  Yes, that's right.  A pep talk about Pfizer Sandwich! what was it? very simple: our Head of Site decided that not all was horrible.  She decided to highlight ALL the good news that were coming from Pfizer Sandwich in terms of R&D.  Yes, that's right.  Apparently, our little dirty work been very good for the company.  Of the highest standard and very promising. The conclusion of course was that Sandwich was doing excellent research (uh????).

You will understand Ian, that this is, simply just taking the piss and is unacceptable.

One of these days, you and your minions will understand the difference between the real world and the magic world where you seem to live.  For us, your little employees, the difference is quite clear.

I'm mighty annoyed today, just like lots of my colleagues.

Best regards,

Letter to Read