Trying to do as little as possible! Especially as I got very little sleep last night, because just as I was settling down to sleep, my phone rang. It was my partner, making sure that I was ok after physio.
Needless to say, when I told him that there was the possibility that I may have to see a sawbones, he was really concerned, and wanted to make sure that I knew that he would be there to support me, whatever the outcome.
That really surprised me, as I wasn't expecting that sort of support, and I guess that the surprise showed in my voice, because he said that he wasn't one of those fellas that scarped at the first sign of trouble!
We spoke for a bit longer, and he said that he would make an effort to see me before I go to the Isle of Wight, as this will be the longest time that we've been apart from each other....
Now onto today... I keep in contact with a fella [who shall remain nameless unless I get told otherwise] and he keeps me rather well entertained with various e-mail jokes - this one being his latest offering:
A wealthy man was having an affair with an Italian woman for several years. One night, during one of their rendezvous, she confided in him that she was pregnant.
Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he said he would pay her a large sum of money if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also provide child support until the child turned 18.
She agreed but asked how he would know when the baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a post card and write"Spaghetti" on the back. He would then arrange for child support payments to begin.
One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. "Honey," she said. "You received a very strange post card today."
"Oh, just give it to me and I'll explain it," he said. The wife obeyed and watched as her husband read the card, turned white and fainted.
On the card was written: "Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Two with meatballs, one without."
I also get jokes sent to me by my colleagues:
George Bush and the Devil.
George Bush has a heart attack and dies. He goes to hell where the Devil is waiting for him. "I don't know what to do here," says the Devil. "You're on my list but have no room for you, but you definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got 3 people here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
George thought that sounded pretty good, so he agreed. The Devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing empty handed over and over and over. Such was his fate in hell.
No!" George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and don't think I could do that all day long."
The Devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time.
"No! I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day!" commented George.
The Devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying naked on the floor with his arms staked over his head and his legs staked in spread eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
George Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, "Yeah,I can handle this." The Devil smiled and said.... "Monica, you're free to go!"
Suppose I should think about doing some work, but to be honest, I'm suffering from a severe case of TNFI.......
Back later - if I get the chance.
Karen.
Don't let the b'stards get you down
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Trying to break with the past - but the past won't let me escape
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The break away in Edinburgh was just what the doctor ordered - even if I did have a major hangover! But that was self inflicted - I went drinking with some Italian rugby fans after the match. They were drowning their sorrows - I was celebrating, and my other half was just enjoying himself - not to mention trying to block out the freezing cold wind!
The problems arose when we got back to our respective homes. I'd left my 'phone turned off over the weekend, as the people I cared about knew that I was going to be away, and was unlikely to even think about turning my 'phone on, let alone check to see if there were any messages.
When I did turn my 'phone on, I discovered that there were about half a dozen messages - all from my ex-fiance. He sounded desperate, irritated and indifferent, depending on the order that I'd listened to the messages. I will admit, all it did was upset me, as all I want is to be left alone.
But, that wasn't the only trick up his sleeve... He called me last night, and said that he needed to see me, as his father had been diagnosed with cancer, and hadn't got long to live. OK - call me a nasty sceptical cow, but after I'd spoken to him, I called his sister to see what the real truth was.
Yep - you guessed it. He was just stringing me along, as he doesn't know that I'm still in contact with the rest of his family, as I always had time for them. I did the decent thing, and told my other half, who went loopy, and was all in favour of going down south, and beating the living crap out of him.
To be honest, I felt like doing that, but if I did go down south and confront him, it would give him the idea that I care about him, when all I want is for him to leave me the hell alone. And to be honest, it's getting to the stage where I'm worried about answering my 'phone.
I know that there will be people reading this, and who will be sitting there, muttering "Silly cow. Why don't you change your mobile number and e-mail address so that he can't contact you?"
If it was that easy, I would do so, but I fail to see the reason why I should have all the hassle of changing my contact details, just because some moron can't get it through his thick skull that I want nothing more to do with him.
Ah well, time to log of and bog off - I've got stuff to do before I get to bed tonight....
Back when I get chance.
Karen.
Don't let the b'stards get you down.
The problems arose when we got back to our respective homes. I'd left my 'phone turned off over the weekend, as the people I cared about knew that I was going to be away, and was unlikely to even think about turning my 'phone on, let alone check to see if there were any messages.
When I did turn my 'phone on, I discovered that there were about half a dozen messages - all from my ex-fiance. He sounded desperate, irritated and indifferent, depending on the order that I'd listened to the messages. I will admit, all it did was upset me, as all I want is to be left alone.
But, that wasn't the only trick up his sleeve... He called me last night, and said that he needed to see me, as his father had been diagnosed with cancer, and hadn't got long to live. OK - call me a nasty sceptical cow, but after I'd spoken to him, I called his sister to see what the real truth was.
Yep - you guessed it. He was just stringing me along, as he doesn't know that I'm still in contact with the rest of his family, as I always had time for them. I did the decent thing, and told my other half, who went loopy, and was all in favour of going down south, and beating the living crap out of him.
To be honest, I felt like doing that, but if I did go down south and confront him, it would give him the idea that I care about him, when all I want is for him to leave me the hell alone. And to be honest, it's getting to the stage where I'm worried about answering my 'phone.
I know that there will be people reading this, and who will be sitting there, muttering "Silly cow. Why don't you change your mobile number and e-mail address so that he can't contact you?"
If it was that easy, I would do so, but I fail to see the reason why I should have all the hassle of changing my contact details, just because some moron can't get it through his thick skull that I want nothing more to do with him.
Ah well, time to log of and bog off - I've got stuff to do before I get to bed tonight....
Back when I get chance.
Karen.
Don't let the b'stards get you down.
Busted... And still smiling - but only just.
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Just one of the perils of being half asleep and sitting where I do (with my back to the door.) I'd got Solitaire running before I'd officially started work and me being dopey, I'd forgotten to close the game. It just my luck, as I was searching for a particular screen my line manager walked in, and spotted the offending game.
The first I knew of it, was when he said "Solitaire Karen? I'm very disappointed." Luckily for me, I was able to talk my way out of it, but it's made me realise that I need to be that much more careful - especially when I'm updating my blog!
I guessed that he wasn't too unhappy with me as he'd been teasing me, because I'm wearing my glasses. I will admit to being slightly miffed, but as I was taking the mickey out of him yesterday, I guess that I shouldn't complain too much.
The worst part (for me) is answering the phone. Simply because me being lazy, I use a headset, as that gives me both hands free to type with (but it doesn't improve my spelling!) But it does make life rather uncomfortable on my head, as my headset squashes the arms of my glasses into the side of my head.
But that's not the only thing that's annoying me today. I got caught a real beauty at lunchtime. My mobile rang, and me being not quite with it, having been engrossed in my book, I answered it.
It was the worst thing I could have done, as it was my ex. He was all sickly sweet, asking how I was, and I will admit, I felt really tempted to put the 'phone down on him. But, for some reason, pity stayed my hand, and I spoke to him.
But I was really surprised at myself - I felt like I was taking to a total stranger - any emotions that I may have had for him, seem to have vanished like the early morning mists. I got the impression that he wasn't too happy, and he asked why I sounded so disinterested.
To be honest, I wasn't that bothered what he thought, and only bristled very slightly when he asked if I was seeing anyone. I am, but what irritated me was the way that he seemed to insinuate that I was being nasty and flaunting my new relationship.
So, rather than risk an argument, I politely told him that I was coming to the end of my lunch break, and needed to get back to my desk. (I was actually only halfway through my lunch break, but I was damned if I was going to let him waste any more of my free time!)
Once I'd gotten off the 'phone, I settled back down to read my book. I'm currently reading a non-fiction book, about the life of Mary Queen of Scots called My Heart is My Own. It's really well written, and I will admit, I'm quite enjoying it. But, I'm still not encouraged enough to go and study history!
I suppose I'd better get on with some work...
Back later - if I get the chance.
Karen.
Don't let the b'stards get you down.
The first I knew of it, was when he said "Solitaire Karen? I'm very disappointed." Luckily for me, I was able to talk my way out of it, but it's made me realise that I need to be that much more careful - especially when I'm updating my blog!
I guessed that he wasn't too unhappy with me as he'd been teasing me, because I'm wearing my glasses. I will admit to being slightly miffed, but as I was taking the mickey out of him yesterday, I guess that I shouldn't complain too much.
The worst part (for me) is answering the phone. Simply because me being lazy, I use a headset, as that gives me both hands free to type with (but it doesn't improve my spelling!) But it does make life rather uncomfortable on my head, as my headset squashes the arms of my glasses into the side of my head.
But that's not the only thing that's annoying me today. I got caught a real beauty at lunchtime. My mobile rang, and me being not quite with it, having been engrossed in my book, I answered it.
It was the worst thing I could have done, as it was my ex. He was all sickly sweet, asking how I was, and I will admit, I felt really tempted to put the 'phone down on him. But, for some reason, pity stayed my hand, and I spoke to him.
But I was really surprised at myself - I felt like I was taking to a total stranger - any emotions that I may have had for him, seem to have vanished like the early morning mists. I got the impression that he wasn't too happy, and he asked why I sounded so disinterested.
To be honest, I wasn't that bothered what he thought, and only bristled very slightly when he asked if I was seeing anyone. I am, but what irritated me was the way that he seemed to insinuate that I was being nasty and flaunting my new relationship.
So, rather than risk an argument, I politely told him that I was coming to the end of my lunch break, and needed to get back to my desk. (I was actually only halfway through my lunch break, but I was damned if I was going to let him waste any more of my free time!)
Once I'd gotten off the 'phone, I settled back down to read my book. I'm currently reading a non-fiction book, about the life of Mary Queen of Scots called My Heart is My Own. It's really well written, and I will admit, I'm quite enjoying it. But, I'm still not encouraged enough to go and study history!
I suppose I'd better get on with some work...
Back later - if I get the chance.
Karen.
Don't let the b'stards get you down.
Jumping to the wrong conclusion - again!
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But that's nothing unusual for me! I called my friend as soon as I was out of the office, expecting to talk to this voice mail, only for him to answer the 'phone! I asked if everything was ok, and he told me that he'd not been able to reply to the text message that I'd sent to him, as his 'phone was playing up!
He explained the situation (and I'm not going to elaborate - suffice to say that he was helping out his girlfriend - more than that remains between the two of us!) and that he was feeling a little bit guilty about having to change our plans at the last minute.
That didn't worry me in the slightest, as he was decent enough to call me before I finished work, and also left me a voicemail to let me know what was happening (after a fashion) as I couldn't answer my 'phone - I was on a work related call!
But, we've re-arranged our get together - nothing more drastic than a coffee, a chat and a film on DVD - for next Tuesday night. That way, both of us can get the various arrangements in place to make sure that neither of us have upset members of our respective families and or significant others.
Time to call it quits - got a CD that I want to make a copy of for the car...
Back tomorrow.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when the see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
He explained the situation (and I'm not going to elaborate - suffice to say that he was helping out his girlfriend - more than that remains between the two of us!) and that he was feeling a little bit guilty about having to change our plans at the last minute.
That didn't worry me in the slightest, as he was decent enough to call me before I finished work, and also left me a voicemail to let me know what was happening (after a fashion) as I couldn't answer my 'phone - I was on a work related call!
But, we've re-arranged our get together - nothing more drastic than a coffee, a chat and a film on DVD - for next Tuesday night. That way, both of us can get the various arrangements in place to make sure that neither of us have upset members of our respective families and or significant others.
Time to call it quits - got a CD that I want to make a copy of for the car...
Back tomorrow.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when the see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
The best laid plans..
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If there's one thing that I've learnt, it's never to make plans with my best mate, and expect things to go smoothly. The same thing has happened yet again - he called me and left a message on my answerphone, which said that he needed to take a rain check on us meeting up tonight, and that he would call me sometime to explain.
Ok - I can live with that, but it is damned annoying at times, when you've made plans for an evening... However, I'll live, and no doubt I'll get a phone call at some awful time in the morning, because he needs someone to wibble to.
Time to call it quits - it's after 16:30!
Back later...
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Ok - I can live with that, but it is damned annoying at times, when you've made plans for an evening... However, I'll live, and no doubt I'll get a phone call at some awful time in the morning, because he needs someone to wibble to.
Time to call it quits - it's after 16:30!
Back later...
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Wondering what to do...
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As you can tell, I'm getting bored. But, despite that, there are some customers who are making me laugh - especially those that try to get me to move them to the top of the back order list, despite the fact that they have only ordered (or enquired about) the tyres today. Even if I could do that, there is no way on this earth that I would do that - it's more than my job's worth!
Plus, I will admit, I'm clock watching. But, only because I'm finishing at 16:30 today. As I've said in a previous post, I'm meeting Mum at the garage, because she's not happy with the car. There have been comments, after it got liberally coated in seagull shit whilst she was at work, that "shit attracts shit".
That made me laugh, but it also set me wondering if that was the reason that the mouse attempted to set up home in my car's engine bay - it was trying to join its relatives that Mum jokingly says I've got in the car. (Apparently, my car's power isn't measured in horse power, mine's measured in mouse power - I doubt that very much, as I take the cats to the vets in my car - Mum refuses to take the risk of Ponto throwing up on her leather upholstery! Thanks - my car's got velour upholstery - at least leather's easy to clean!)
Hmm - more work's winging it's way to me.
Possibly back later.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Plus, I will admit, I'm clock watching. But, only because I'm finishing at 16:30 today. As I've said in a previous post, I'm meeting Mum at the garage, because she's not happy with the car. There have been comments, after it got liberally coated in seagull shit whilst she was at work, that "shit attracts shit".
That made me laugh, but it also set me wondering if that was the reason that the mouse attempted to set up home in my car's engine bay - it was trying to join its relatives that Mum jokingly says I've got in the car. (Apparently, my car's power isn't measured in horse power, mine's measured in mouse power - I doubt that very much, as I take the cats to the vets in my car - Mum refuses to take the risk of Ponto throwing up on her leather upholstery! Thanks - my car's got velour upholstery - at least leather's easy to clean!)
Hmm - more work's winging it's way to me.
Possibly back later.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Back at my desk - and getting bored!
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There are only so many calls you can take, before you start getting bored... And I'm fast approaching my limit.
Having said that though, there is plenty to keep me out of mischief - for about 30 seconds anyway! And after that, then it takes more than Solitaire to keep me occupied. Unfortunately, the company won't let me bring in Divine Divinity to play - otherwise, I'd be in my element, and have completed more of the game than I do at the moment.
But, knowing my luck, I would get to a call, just as I was in the middle of beating heck out of something that was trying to kill me... And me being me, wouldn't be able to save quick enough to prevent my character being slaughtered like a pig, and me having to restart the bit I was playing, as I don't always remember to save after a huge punch up!
Mind you, this is the first time that I've tried posting by e-mail. Ok - it arrives at my blog, needing a little bit of work (formatting the signature colour, and other minor bits), but it does make it that much safer for me, as it doesn't look like I'm web surfing. Simply because the company is starting to crack down on those of us web surfing whilst we're at our desks. (For some reason, they think we should be working!)
Time to call it quits for now - got some work landed in my IN tray... I'm tempted to swap my in tray for the rubbish bin - that way it cuts out the middleman!
Back later.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Having said that though, there is plenty to keep me out of mischief - for about 30 seconds anyway! And after that, then it takes more than Solitaire to keep me occupied. Unfortunately, the company won't let me bring in Divine Divinity to play - otherwise, I'd be in my element, and have completed more of the game than I do at the moment.
But, knowing my luck, I would get to a call, just as I was in the middle of beating heck out of something that was trying to kill me... And me being me, wouldn't be able to save quick enough to prevent my character being slaughtered like a pig, and me having to restart the bit I was playing, as I don't always remember to save after a huge punch up!
Mind you, this is the first time that I've tried posting by e-mail. Ok - it arrives at my blog, needing a little bit of work (formatting the signature colour, and other minor bits), but it does make it that much safer for me, as it doesn't look like I'm web surfing. Simply because the company is starting to crack down on those of us web surfing whilst we're at our desks. (For some reason, they think we should be working!)
Time to call it quits for now - got some work landed in my IN tray... I'm tempted to swap my in tray for the rubbish bin - that way it cuts out the middleman!
Back later.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Copying music
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I'd never really bothered with the Windows media player on my home PC... Until now. I was playing around with a CD (no - it wasn't the Rasmus - it was Mike + the mechanics) and it (Windows media player) hooked up to some website of database, and gave me all the info on the album (OK - I admit it - I didn't know I could do that!).
As soon as it did that, I was hooked. I'm now in the process of copying most of my CDs (the ones that get played on a regular basis!) to my computer, so I can play them whilst I'm working on various bits and pieces.
I've also been on the 'phone to a friend of mine (who shall remain nameless & sexless unless I'm told otherwise!) as this person was rather distressed. But not as distressed as I was, when my blasted bluetooth headset decided that the battery was about to give up the ghost! But, thankfully, I was able to switch to the handset - even if it did make playing on the computer that bit harder!
Time to call it quits - lunch is ready.
Back later...
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
As soon as it did that, I was hooked. I'm now in the process of copying most of my CDs (the ones that get played on a regular basis!) to my computer, so I can play them whilst I'm working on various bits and pieces.
I've also been on the 'phone to a friend of mine (who shall remain nameless & sexless unless I'm told otherwise!) as this person was rather distressed. But not as distressed as I was, when my blasted bluetooth headset decided that the battery was about to give up the ghost! But, thankfully, I was able to switch to the handset - even if it did make playing on the computer that bit harder!
Time to call it quits - lunch is ready.
Back later...
Karen.
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Complaints – shouldn’t happen on a Friday!
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I loathe dealing with whinging customers. Especially when they take their grievances about the company out on me! It’s almost as if it’s my personal fault that the tyres they ordered on Monday have failed to arrive, and when they ask for an AM delivery, some bright spark here promised an AM delivery…
And when he didn’t get his AM delivery, muggins here is the one who cops the abuse. This guy said that he was fed up with the service, that we always let him down, our drivers ignore instructions for urgent deliveries, and what have you. Funny how he only complains when the customer is there… I guess that it’s his way of making himself seem better in front of the customer.
But, I don’t care. It’s not my problem, and if he’s petty enough to complain about us when the customer is there, then that’s not my problem – that’s his.
Time for lunch…
Back later - if I get the peace and quiet!.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
And when he didn’t get his AM delivery, muggins here is the one who cops the abuse. This guy said that he was fed up with the service, that we always let him down, our drivers ignore instructions for urgent deliveries, and what have you. Funny how he only complains when the customer is there… I guess that it’s his way of making himself seem better in front of the customer.
But, I don’t care. It’s not my problem, and if he’s petty enough to complain about us when the customer is there, then that’s not my problem – that’s his.
Time for lunch…
Back later - if I get the peace and quiet!.
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Catching up…
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Is a pain in the bum! But, thankfully, I’ve got the calls made to the customers that I took manual orders from, and got most of the bits and pieces sorted out.
Now all I’ve got to do, is try and keep myself from strangling the moron that called me, wanting to order a tyre that is on a back order. He can’t seem to get it through his thick skull that there are none available for the next five days at least!
Hmm – time to call it quits – I’m gonna strangle this one!
Back later [possibly].
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Now all I’ve got to do, is try and keep myself from strangling the moron that called me, wanting to order a tyre that is on a back order. He can’t seem to get it through his thick skull that there are none available for the next five days at least!
Hmm – time to call it quits – I’m gonna strangle this one!
Back later [possibly].
Karen.
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Why have I got a soddin’ headache?
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There must be some conspiracy to drive me out of my braincell today. That and the fact that someone keeps trying to call my mobile – with a withheld telephone number, and as soon as my answering back service (sorry – voicemail!) cuts in, they hang up.
If it was so important that he / she / it contacted me, then they would surely leave me a voicemail to get me to call them back. But I get the impression that I know who it is, and at the moment, all they are managing to do, is leave a list of missed calls on my mobile.
By the same token that’s the reason why they won’t send me a text message, as the mobile number is listed, and I could identify the caller / sender from that.
So, as far as I’m concerned, no voicemail or text message, then you won’t get a response from me – as I now refuse to answer unlisted numbers on my ‘phone, as the last time I did, I got more hassle than answering the call was really worth.
The other thing that’s trying to drive me out of my braincell, is this headache. It feels like eyestrain, but I know that it can’t be due to my contact lenses, as I’ve got the new ones in. So, I get the feeling that it may be due to my screen settings being wrong, as well as the theme colours finally driving me spare.
So, me being me, I’ve altered the theme to something a little more relaxing… The cursors are quite good – little starfish, and things like that, and the icons are good as well. The best bit though, is the fact that the colours are restful to the eyes – fairly close to the Windows system standard colours – which I will admit are fairly innocuous.
But, there is one other thing that drives me out of my braincell – is the speed (or lack of) my computer! I ask it to do something, and it just sits there giggling – almost as if to say ‘You expect me to do this fast? Forget it!’ Needless to say, this infuriates me, and causes me all kinds of problems with my work, as it delays me completing an order, and also can result in me doing a manual order.
That’s when I abandon the computer, and grab the old fashioned pen & paper, and then check the computer for the stock when its decided to do some work for me! The trouble is, it then results in a phone call to the customer, and telling them that the tyres are in stock or on a back order (i.e. we’ve got no stock, and are waiting on more coming into our warehouse).
Time to call it quits – got a meeting to attend (and fall asleep in!)
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
If it was so important that he / she / it contacted me, then they would surely leave me a voicemail to get me to call them back. But I get the impression that I know who it is, and at the moment, all they are managing to do, is leave a list of missed calls on my mobile.
By the same token that’s the reason why they won’t send me a text message, as the mobile number is listed, and I could identify the caller / sender from that.
So, as far as I’m concerned, no voicemail or text message, then you won’t get a response from me – as I now refuse to answer unlisted numbers on my ‘phone, as the last time I did, I got more hassle than answering the call was really worth.
The other thing that’s trying to drive me out of my braincell, is this headache. It feels like eyestrain, but I know that it can’t be due to my contact lenses, as I’ve got the new ones in. So, I get the feeling that it may be due to my screen settings being wrong, as well as the theme colours finally driving me spare.
So, me being me, I’ve altered the theme to something a little more relaxing… The cursors are quite good – little starfish, and things like that, and the icons are good as well. The best bit though, is the fact that the colours are restful to the eyes – fairly close to the Windows system standard colours – which I will admit are fairly innocuous.
But, there is one other thing that drives me out of my braincell – is the speed (or lack of) my computer! I ask it to do something, and it just sits there giggling – almost as if to say ‘You expect me to do this fast? Forget it!’ Needless to say, this infuriates me, and causes me all kinds of problems with my work, as it delays me completing an order, and also can result in me doing a manual order.
That’s when I abandon the computer, and grab the old fashioned pen & paper, and then check the computer for the stock when its decided to do some work for me! The trouble is, it then results in a phone call to the customer, and telling them that the tyres are in stock or on a back order (i.e. we’ve got no stock, and are waiting on more coming into our warehouse).
Time to call it quits – got a meeting to attend (and fall asleep in!)
Karen.
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Ahhh... I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again.
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Jut another little part of my job. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. Much. But there are times when the best laid plans go astray, and that’s what I find annoying – having to break a promise to someone.
But, I should have known better, as the promise was made on the assumption that a tyre collection could be made, only to discover that the quantity is too great for the collection to be done today.
Needless to say, I’m less than impressed, and have been promised that the collection will be done on Tuesday. But the annoying part (for me) is the mere fact that I had to make the call to the customer in the first place, to see if the tyres had been picked up!
Time to call it quits – before I go and splatter something!
Back later…
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
But, I should have known better, as the promise was made on the assumption that a tyre collection could be made, only to discover that the quantity is too great for the collection to be done today.
Needless to say, I’m less than impressed, and have been promised that the collection will be done on Tuesday. But the annoying part (for me) is the mere fact that I had to make the call to the customer in the first place, to see if the tyres had been picked up!
Time to call it quits – before I go and splatter something!
Back later…
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Ever had one of those days?
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We’re short staffed, the phone is going barmy, and I’ve got to try and do two reports from last week. Needless to say, I’m not a happy person, as I’m trying to do about three or more things at once. Especially as the one report requires me to pay attention to what I’m doing – more than normal, anyway!
The worst part is, I’m half expecting one of the external recipients of this e-mail to start hassling me, and demanding to know where this data is, as they require it to plan their stock orders for the next few weeks. Don’t know why they’re so bothered – most of the stuff they want isn’t in stock at the moment!
Ah well, time to crack on, before I crack up!
Back later [possibly]
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath
The worst part is, I’m half expecting one of the external recipients of this e-mail to start hassling me, and demanding to know where this data is, as they require it to plan their stock orders for the next few weeks. Don’t know why they’re so bothered – most of the stuff they want isn’t in stock at the moment!
Ah well, time to crack on, before I crack up!
Back later [possibly]
Karen.
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath
Knackered… And I want some sleep!
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My own fault really – I should know better than to have my mobile turned on at night. But, having said that, the person who called me was very apologetic when it was pointed out that I’d been woken up.
Despite that, I ended up spending three hours on the phone talking, as we’d not spoken for a couple of weeks, simply because the pair of us had been busy with various bit and pieces – me getting ready for my escape to Jersey, and the other party (who shall remain nameless & generally unidentified until I get told otherwise!) sorting out bits that needed sorting out.
But, I don’t feel too bad – even if I did eventually settle down, and get back to sleep at 04:00… Only to have my two furry alarm clocks wake me up at 06:30!
Selfish blasted pair – they don’t have to get up and work – they can just suit themselves – mind you that is what you get for living with two cats!
Time to call it quits – got work to do.
Back later [possibly]
Karen
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
Despite that, I ended up spending three hours on the phone talking, as we’d not spoken for a couple of weeks, simply because the pair of us had been busy with various bit and pieces – me getting ready for my escape to Jersey, and the other party (who shall remain nameless & generally unidentified until I get told otherwise!) sorting out bits that needed sorting out.
But, I don’t feel too bad – even if I did eventually settle down, and get back to sleep at 04:00… Only to have my two furry alarm clocks wake me up at 06:30!
Selfish blasted pair – they don’t have to get up and work – they can just suit themselves – mind you that is what you get for living with two cats!
Time to call it quits – got work to do.
Back later [possibly]
Karen
Do spiders scream when they see a big fat hairy human in the bath?
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