Following on from Darrell’s “nightmare saga” of yesterday which heralded my sad demise from booking buses, the terrors continued for Darrell, as he thrashed about in his bed, plaintively crying “No, no, no!” His dream following what seemed to be it’s inevitable path and now focused on Darrell.
He said that he saw himself being summoned to his managers office, but he did so his stomach lurched alarmingly, necessitating several urgent stop offs along the way.
On finally arriving at the office Darrell said he dreamed that his manager presented him with a letter in the same enveloped as Nigel and I had received and he too knew the writing was on the wall for him …… but he went on, he held himself together with all the dignity and composure he could muster …… until he got back to his office and dissolved …..
His letter said that he was going to be replaced by an outside “sensitive waste” shredding agency from September. It was just too much for poor Darrell to bear and in his dream his best friend at work, Shazam, felt it best that he took Darrell home, as there was clearly no doing with him
…. And although there was still much shredding to be done before the end of term and the new contractors step in, the tears that he had weep had dripped into his beloved shredder which was then deemed a hazardous and was hurried cordoned off as a major health and safety issue!