Bugger

It being Herself’s birthday next week, I’d sorted out what was (for her) a stonking present, one she’d said about but didn’t know I’d get. It was meant to be a surprise – upgrading her account to a nice shiny Sky+ box and multiroom Sky. (which does mean we’d have two PVRs in the house, Sky+ and my good old TiVo– sad, techie, geeky, and rather fun)

I say it WAS meant to be a surprise, because despite asking Sky to send all documentation for it to me, they’ve gone and been utter twunts, and sent it all to her instead.

The cunts.

So – one surprise professionally buggered, there’s just two more to go now. And a week in which companies can bugger them. The odds aren’t looking good…


Shocking

Bloody hell, this is unnatural. Having ordered my upgrade phone last Thursday it arrived this morning.

OK, so O2 didn’t manage to send out the confirmation email that I’d requested, but there we go, that’s nothing unusual. When I chased it up over the weekend to make sure the order was actually in and being processed, I got replies very quickly – and even with the correct information in them!

So all in all, despite other hassles with O2 over the years, this time I have to say that they’ve done well – although I still find it quite demoralising that I get impressed with a company simply for doing what it says it will. Not for exceeding expectations, just for doing what it says.


Misnomer

Out of interest, when did a fourteen year-old leaving home with a boyfriend/partner/whatever go from “running away” to “abduction”?

I can understand a charge of “abduction” if the person has been removed unwillingly, but from the way the story is worded, that’s not the case here. No ransom’s been asked for, nothing like that.

So – runaway or abduction? Which is it? And when did one become the other?


Perspectives

You know, it probably says quite a lot about a person when they’re out in the countryside for a day (well, en route elsewhere, but you know how it goes) and they look at places and think “I wonder if they’ve got a website?

Probably even worse is when that person sees an empty boarded-up property (in this case a restaurant that appears to have been very well thought-of) and thinks “Oooh, that’d be fun to live in/ work in”.

Today I’ve been guilty of both these acts.


Voiceovers

Recently, I’ve noticed something on a couple of TV programmes that really annoys me. On both “The Apprentice” and “Masterchef” they have commentaries and voiceovers. It’s grating on the Apprentice, but it really annoys the fuck out of me on Masterchef.

The programme’s only 30 minutes long, for shite’s sake. Yet the viewer has to put up with some bint whittling on about “Will Andy’s lobster bisque impress the chefs?” or somesuch. We’ll find out in about thirty seconds anyway, not all of us have the attention span of a cerebrally challenged goldfish. “Norman’s first course didn’t impress the judges” (as we saw FIVE FUCKING MINUTES AGO, YOU SIMPERING TWAT) “so will he have cut the mustard on the second challenge” It’s something that makes me wish “interactive” TV were more like DVDs where you can at least turn off the bastard fucking scumshit commentators.

In a half hour programme – with no ad breaks, it’s on BBC2, let’s not forget – they remind the viewers at least three times for each competitor what’s happened. It’s not spread over days on end, or even hard to follow. Instead it seems to have been made for the type of people who find Jerry Springer tough to follow. Except of course that kind of person is busy watching Jerry fucking Springer (or the simpsons, whatever), not bloody Master-sodding-Chef.


It’s Summer

I forgot to say earlier in the week – I’ve seen my first indication that Summer is definitely on the way.

No, not first cuckoos of Spring, first Daffodils, nothing like that. The first sign that it’s getting warmer again is my old bugbear – white leggings with a black thong underneath. At least this one didn’t also have VSTL, which is a bonus.


Insanity

The next month is looking utterly manic. Not only will I be doing my normal work, but between now and the end of April the current “to do” list (in no particular order, just as I think of them) is looking like this…

  • Move offices for work, from Bracknell to Wokingham.
  • Design/ Redesign three websites for my own work (as opposed to my employer)
  • Herself’s Birthday
  • Away for a weekend in Somerset and a week in Center Parcs
  • Seeing Dead Can Dance, Levellers, and Faithless in concert (all on different days
  • Organising a press release, information, and a newsletter for the charity
  • Writing up the committee minutes for the charity
  • Beginning the organisation of balloon race, garden party, social event, and other events for the charity
  • Driving Test, and driving lessons in the meantime
  • Dentists Appointment
  • several other things I’m sure I’ve forgotten so far

I must be bloody mad.