Finances, gotta love ‘em.
My sick pay was £66 short this month, I’ve finally managed to get through to someone who can tell me why.
It appears that I was supposed to be informed over 2 weeks ago that I need to start claiming incapacity as they are no longer able to pay me. Great.
So they stopped paying me on the 24th of february but it’s taken me chasing them up about this shortfall to find out, I’ve had no letter, phone call – Nothing – my immediate boss has no clue, he’s the one that chased up the number I needed to call, as far as he is concerned I’m still on the books and they’re due to come out for another home visit soon. Nice organisation there Barclays.
Now I’m going to have to wait for my new claim to go through once I’ve recieved the forms – except this time I have no savings to fall back on and no money coming in until it’s sorted, joy. It’s a good thing I don’t eat much. It’s an even better thing that I don’t mind staying in the house most of the time because I forsee a lot of wall climbing in my immediate future…
Life sux.
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