Missing in Action

Posted: Sat 3 March, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Charm School, Customer Services, Music, Sweary | Leave a comment »

You know, I’m beginning to think I’m cursed when it comes to gigs – particularly at Brixton Academy.

Last time I was supposed to go, to see Massive Attack, it snowed, and I didn’t go.

This time, I’m supposed to be going to see Nine Inch Nails next Wednesday, only I haven’t yet received the ticket from cunty fucking Ticketmaster. Yeah, sure, I’ve moved since I ordered the tickets, but I’ve also registered that change of address with the useless bastards, so that shouldn’t be a problem.

Yesterday it took me half an hour just to get to, fill in, and send the form to ask where my tickets are. I still haven’t heard back. Useless fuckers. The site has been ‘improved’ and now lags to chuff, blows up the browser, and is generally now just as broken as Ticketmaster’s ‘service’ in the first place. So I suppose that at least it’s representative…

So far, the odds of me seeing NIN are emphatically not good. I stand to be signally unimpressed…

Health Check

Posted: Fri 23 February, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Cynicism, Health, House Purchase, Sweary | Leave a comment »

One of the real pains (and one I haven’t yet written about on D4D™ – believe me, it’s coming) with our house-buying process at the moment has been that as part of the entire mortgage malarkey, we’ve both been advised to get some proper life-insurance, that’d cover the whole amount of the mortgage should one of us suddenly develop a ‘critical’ illness or drop dead. Of course, that also means having to deal with another load of financial scumbags – insurers.

Back in Jan 2005, I got one lot of cheap-ass life insurance on Herself’s insistence (in fairness, she got some too) which became not-such-cheap-ass insurance when the insurance scumbag underwriters at Norwich Poxybollocks Union decided I was overweight, and whacked an extra amount on my premium. Not a lot, to be honest, but still rather more than the initial quotation had been. Bastards.

Since then, I’ve lost a fair amount of weight, although (as I’ve commented many times) I’m still never going to be 12-15stone without going through at least one limb amputation. That’s a fact of life. I’m not unfit – OK, I’m not fit either, but there we go – and… oh, chuff it, you all know the score by now.

Anyway, with the mortgage application and insurance guff, the scumbag insurance underwriters have – again – thrown a wobbly. And they’ve insisted that this time I don’t just pay extra, I have to have a ‘health check’ too before they might deign to take my money.

So while you’re reading this, I’m in a random doctor’s surgery, having a basic medical and healthcheck for scumbag dirtwad insurers . Whoopee Doo.

Fuuuuck

Posted: Mon 19 February, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Cynicism, House Purchase, Sweary | 3 Comments »

Well, we got the mortgage offer through this weekend, so that’s the first big hurdle out of the way, at least.

But Jesus, when you look at the details, it’s fucking offensive.

For every pound you borrow, you pay back £2.30

Fuuuuuck. That takes the piss. How does anyone get away with that?

Basically, for a £200,000 mortgage, we get to pay back the princely sum of £440,000. If nothing else, it reinforces my opinion that the financial industry are, in fact, an utter bunch of cunts.

L-Plate

Posted: Mon 12 February, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: 1BEM, Cynicism, Sweary | Leave a comment »

Related to the post on Saturday about that box junction in Cambridge:

Today, I saw a learner-driver, in the instructor’s car, do exactly the same thing. Just stopped, in the path of an oncoming bus.

That might be a long-term fix to the problem : either

  1. let all the shit instructors get killed by their pupils
    or
  2. teach the pupils properly in the first fucking place

I think that’d do it. Eventually.

Reserved Words

Posted: Thu 25 January, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Geeky, Own Business, Sweary | 5 Comments »

On occasion, I really hate SQL. (This is a geeky post. Don’t bother reading on if you’ve no interest in databases or PHP/SQL)
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Demotivated

Posted: Tue 23 January, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Sweary, Work-related | Leave a comment »

No idea why, but I’m having a bit of a demotivated “can’t be arsed” week when it comes to ‘proper’ work.

Partly I suspect it’s because the work I’m doing is earth-shatteringly, brain-numbingly dull, and is only necessary in the first place because other people are utter fuckwits who don’t think things through in the first place.

But also it’s because the company we’ve been talking to (since February) about a Content Management System have finally fucked up enough for us to walk away from them. Personally I’d have done it three months ago, when they fucked up the first time, and made everyone involved (including themselves) look like cunts. They’ve managed the same thing on another couple of occasions since, and there’s been the debate about walking away, which has always resulted in “but the product they have is really good”.

Today they were supposed to come up here for a final meeting, discussing contract terms and the like. Only they’re not going to come, because (and I don’t quite get this one) the time taken wouldn’t be billable. So they’re going to lose £100,000+ of business because they can’t charge us for the time to come up to Cambridge and get the business.

Yes, they really are that fucking stupid. It’s really quite worrying. And I’m sure I’ll write more about it over the next couple of days, when I’ve got my thoughts about it into some semblance of order…

Jesus Loves You

Posted: Mon 22 January, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: D4D™, Geeky, Sweary | Leave a comment »

I can’t help but be deeply happy when I see that I’m number one on Google for the phrase

Jesus loves you – everybody else thinks you’re a cunt

I know, it’s SO childish, but when I saw that someone had done a search on it and come to D4D™, I just had to find out where I came on the results…

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