HI, I'm CJ and this is my site. To give you an idea of what made me set up this page I want to tell you a story. Unfortunately, this is not a fairy story albeit that it does have certain elements of one. I think it also might have the workings of a very good pantomime (with, of course, the accompanying sound effects) So, with no further ado, I shall begin.

Once upon a time I worked for a good boss (cheer) and,although his vocabulary was sometimes a little colourful, was treated as an equal amongst all of the people I worked with. Sad to say GB (Good Boss) decided that he wanted to take his golden coins and move to a castle to live out his days with "She who must be obeyed". Fear not, said GB, for all is not lost I will hand my palace over to a new boss and he will look after you.(Hurrah!).

In time the new owner of the palace came. Alas he was not what was expected and much revolting of certain of the peasants (not me) took place. Whilst I and my good liege master carried on without complaint much chest beating (and in this instance there was a lot of chest to beat) was made by some, but one peasant in particular. On and on did the peasant complain threatening to take their large chest to new pastures.

However, just when it looked like our plight might be improved New Boss (NB) (Boo, Hiss) and the peasant went into one of many huddles and, surprise, surprise, all of a sudden everything in the garden was rosy with the Whinging Peasant (WP). As if a magic wand had been waived all of her complaints disappeared and instead, in their place, was placed the heart of a wicked witch. WP, along with another peasant, began to plant the seeds of discord amongst the other peasants.

GB who had stayed on in the palace to help smooth things along began to pull what little remained of his hair out and with a parting glance disappeared over the horizon. Any comments made which did not accord with those of WP were now reported back to NB(Boo, Hiss) and, sure enough, he eventually sent a letter to non-whinging peasant (me) condemning the peasant for speaking thoughts they honestly believed in and suggesting that they were not doing enough forelock tugging when in his esteemed presence.

It is sincerely believed by me, and my good liege master, that WP has been "made an offer she cannot refuse" and given promotion for her willingness to act in this back-stabbing, two faced manner. Anybody with even an ounce of decency would not be prepared to "take their 30 pieces of silver" for no discernable benefit. It can only be hoped that, in time, that what goes around comes around and she will feel the same pain that she has given others. Alas, NB (Boo, Hiss) has made no improvements and continues to treat my liege master and non-whinging peasant with a large amount of disdain. He feels that he never has to stay at the palace long enough to ever speak with my liege and if I am in the palace when he deigns to enter must exhibit un-natural expressions of gratitude when he provides me with nothing in return.

Thus, although my story draws to a close I cannot say that it has ended and/or that it will have a happy ending. Where once I enjoyed going to the palace now I only do so because I have to survive. Take heed, my friends, make sure that you never give totally trust your fellow peasants. Always beware that a friend today could be an enemy tomorrow if the price is right.

Sad to say nothing much has improved since then. WP continues to be treated as if she can do no wrong and, Heavens above, when she did step quite amazingly out of line recently suffered no visible punishment whatsoever. Indeed, she continues to spend time during her day in using NB's resources for her own benefits. She arrives late, leaves early treats rules of employment as if they have no bearing on her only the likes of us little people who are so far beneath her.

In reciting my tale I attempt to show that it is the frustration, anger, disappointment and a whole host of emotions that I have gone through in the last few months because someone you thought you could trust has failed you miserably.

In putting into words those frustrations and visualising where I want to be, say six months from now, I have been able to cope with the situation. I continue to feel that I have done nothing wrong but am being punished for just this reason. It may be that there are times when, even though it may not be what you want to do, it is better to keep quiet but, equally, one must be heard when the time is appropriate.

If, because circumstances do not allow, you are not able to "voice" your frustration then I hope that the fact that you can come to the site and "Get it off yer chest" will make you feel more positive about your situation. If it does then I have achieved what I set out to do. I hope you find your visit helpful and I look forward to reading your messages and you never know someone else may have had a similar problem and may be able to offer some useful suggestions.