Gripes
Have managed to gouge a nice piece out of the back of my hand thanks to the broken glass shelf in the fridge that I was cleaning. Not that I should have, I've never used that fridge (and I cleaned out the other one when I first arrived), but it was full of mingin' nastiness, so I just had to do it. Managed to throw away some juice (BBE May), some mouldy bacon (that takes something, huh? BBE Jun), some cooked mussels in a sealed packet (BBE beginning May, but you could smell them through the unbroken seal of the plastic - AND they'd obviously been rotting since the package was like a balloon *retches*) and some eggs (BBE Jan, of all bloody times). Someone in my house is totally rancid when it comes to food! That fridge did stink. But less so now.
I also love utilities companies. Well, specially Scottish power who seem unable to send us a bill, ever. Also, I hate the fact that you ring them up and are expected to be delighted that the phone is picked up straight away, to be held in a queue forever. Only to be told 'you can go and fill in all these details online so we dont actually have to do any work - or talk to you or in fact deal with your problem in any way'. Actually, I'd prefer it if you didnt have automated response, so that I dont bloody well pay for the privilige of listening to shitty piped music while you arse about. Would much prefer to just have a dial tone (and not pay for it for sitting around for hour after hour) and then get dealt with by a human person, in my own country. Dear oh dear.....
Also have been out riding today, but shockingly badly. Need to crash course myself in doing corners again, somedays it's fab, others it's shit. Need consistency here, people.......
Work is a bit depressing at the moment, but only because I've got this bloody report to do that's hanging over my head like, well, some rotting mussels in a fridge. Just have to crack down and get on with it, but the thing is, it's actually quite difficult to concentrate in the office, but it's too lonely upstairs! Can't win.....
I also love utilities companies. Well, specially Scottish power who seem unable to send us a bill, ever. Also, I hate the fact that you ring them up and are expected to be delighted that the phone is picked up straight away, to be held in a queue forever. Only to be told 'you can go and fill in all these details online so we dont actually have to do any work - or talk to you or in fact deal with your problem in any way'. Actually, I'd prefer it if you didnt have automated response, so that I dont bloody well pay for the privilige of listening to shitty piped music while you arse about. Would much prefer to just have a dial tone (and not pay for it for sitting around for hour after hour) and then get dealt with by a human person, in my own country. Dear oh dear.....
Also have been out riding today, but shockingly badly. Need to crash course myself in doing corners again, somedays it's fab, others it's shit. Need consistency here, people.......
Work is a bit depressing at the moment, but only because I've got this bloody report to do that's hanging over my head like, well, some rotting mussels in a fridge. Just have to crack down and get on with it, but the thing is, it's actually quite difficult to concentrate in the office, but it's too lonely upstairs! Can't win.....
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