I listened to the whining yesterday from the public sector unions about how they were being subjected in the future to massive increases in their pension payments. Of course they wheeled on a poor downtrodden teacher who intimated that she would have to pay another £200 per month into her pension. Absolute rot.
I should know how much the cost would be, as actually I’m in receipt of one of those civil service pensions. (I’m glad I got that out of the way, and I would appreciate it if you didn’t storm FE towers calling for my immediate burning at the stake).
This teacher must be on a very high salary, by my calculations about £90,000 if the 3% rise in contributions is implemented.
What strikes me about these muppets is that they have no idea how featherbedded they are. A maximum of a 43 hour week, 30 days holiday per year, (Ooodles more if you’re a teacher) and almost no possibility of the sack. (I should know. It took me two years before I managed to get rid of a complete incompetent).
I’ve worked alongside civil servants in the Ministry of Defence and it was like living in parallel universes. They had a strict hours regime of 43 hours per week. Mine were in the region of 54 at the least, just to keep the ships I was looking after, functioning at the basic level. In fact when on-board said ships my weekly hours were regularly 70 or more.
What made matters worse, was the attitude of these servants of the crown. It was an attitude that had no recognition that they, by their laissez faire working, they might actually be prejudicing peoples lives.
A suckler on the teat of the crown.
*Note to self. Re-inforce the doors.
PS. I presume that when all these “public servants” go on strike, I’ll be able to claim back some of my council tax for services not rendered.
Fuck me I’ve just seen a squadron of flying pigs overhead.