Ciao a tutti! I send you all the little wave.
You will have noticed that I have been rather on the side of quiet lately. Tennis had to take the back seat of a rather expensive vehicle.
You probably think I’m not like everybody else, that I’m amazing and truly something special. You’d be right. However, like you I have a job. Well, not like you at all, but I do have a job and an employer called Mr. ATP so I am effectively an employee, as much as it pains Me to say it.
As you must be aware I had to take time off recently for the arrival of another set of tweeners. I applied for paternity leave and to My dismay I discovered that in tennis we are still somewhat behind the rest of the world. You probably get more rights from your employer than I do.
While on paternity leave, things ‘at work’ should carry on as though I was still there. I did not attend the Madrid Masters although I fully expected to reach at least the semi-finals if I had chosen to play. Therefore I had an expectation that Mr. ATP would make an arrangement as though I was in the tournament, even though I wasn’t. However, upon checking the results I discovered My name missing.
I am going to contact the tribunals and make a claim for loss of earnings, points and appearance fees as I would have appeared if I had been present.
As glamorous as you think My life is, you’re probably not even close. But as you can see, I still have very difficult times to overcome. In the meantime, after this horrid clay season, Mr. Wimbledon is just around the corners and this excites Me.
See Me soon!