No country for EU citizens

If you are a regular Britské Listy reader, you might have noticed that over last year my weekly column on Poland has become quite irregular and erratic. This is a story about what happened in my life and how I became entangled in the absurdities of British health and welfare system. The beginnings On 27 June 2018 I've been assaulted by a co-worker at work (apart from writing and translating, I drive trucks on a part time casual basis for a small Scottish haulage company). He was behaving in an aggressive manner before, and I have complained about it to the management on several occasions, but they were just brushing it off saying that “he is just an idiot with the large mouth” and that I should ignore him. The problem was though, that while he was behaving aggressively towards everyone, I got a special treatment for being Polish. And when he saw that my complaints lead to nothing, he felt even more encouraged and started to use openly racist language and began to make open threats. I told the company, that unless they do something about it, I will take the case further. 

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