Branded

Is it me, or is this person just incredibly shallow?

From an early age, I have been taught that to be accepted, to be loveable, to be cool, one must have the right stuff. At junior school, I tried to make friends with the popular kids, only to be ridiculed for the lack of stripes on my trainers.

I know that branding means a lot to many many people, but to me it’s one of those things I’m pretty impervious to. Maybe it’s just because I never got into the entire “Nike vs. Adidas vs. Reebok” thing at school, maybe it’s because the branding stuff was really only just coming in at the time I was in school (Waaaay back in the dark ages) or something, I don’t know. Hell, maybe it’s just because I was dragged up by my parents in a way that meant I could identify myself by methods other than bloody labels. God, reading that back it sounds epically snooty and disparaging. But I think it’s meant to. To identify oneself by ones labels and possessions just seems – to me – to be incredibly shallow and dull.

But then, as I’ve speculated before, I think that most people are actually quite tribal, and it’s these labels and so on that now provide us with the tribe names and ideals. People identify themselves by the fact they were Nike, Adidas, Gucci, Prada, Vuitton, whatever. It’s all part of the lifestyle. And the hooky labels, the faux Chanel, Prada, Burberry, whatever – are they for those who aspire to the lifestyle portrayed by that brand? For those who want to wear all Prada, but can’t afford it?

Diffusion labels are another part of the faux branding, too. Can’t afford Armani? Get Emporio Armani, or even the other one I can’t even recall right now. But it’s all part of the same thought process. “Identify with us. We’re cool, and if you wear our stuff, you’ll be cool too!”

Perhaps I’m just a cynic. Perhaps I’m a hypocrite – I do wear branded stuff, although out of preference (although that preference is based on the practicality of “they do stuff that fits a brick shithouse like me”) I tend to wear either stuff by M&S, or Cotton Traders. But like I said, that preference is based on practicality. And let’s face it, the M&S brand is never likely to identify anyone as owt except Sad. Or maybe Practical. There’s certainly no glamour involved…

But in general I find I don’t give a damn about what label is on something. I tend to not buy anything with huge brands on it – after all, why the hell should I pay money to a company in order to advertise their stuff? Chuff that – I’ll avoid as many brands as possible. But you can’t avoid them completely. Even the famous “no label” brand Muji (where ‘Muji’ is literally ‘no brand’ in – Japanese?) has become a brand in itself. In short, everything’s branded in one way or another.

I guess the decision comes in whether we decide to live with those brands, and buy only specific brands, or whether we go out and make a choice based on something other than a logo. Looking around my desk I see Dell, HP, iMate, Coca-Cola, Dymo, but that’s it. Most of my stuff is bought for non-logo reasons. I don’t know what the answer is to the current brand-addiction, other than that there’s plenty of other things out there that can be far more valuable than identifying yourself through a bloody label.


Staples

Here’s a thought :

What would ITV do if Ant & Dec were suddenly involved ins ome tragic accident?

I think ITV would just curl up and die. And maybe that’s no bad thing…


FuckUps

As it’s now three+ weeks since I got the verbal offer of the council job, and I’ve still heard nothing, yesterday I started chasing up what’s been going on. Again.

So far – and bear in mind, they won’t send out an offer letter ’til they’ve done all the paperwork and got the contract in place as well – they haven’t even sent out the reference requests. Because of the problem with salary, and [Future Boss] having a fit of the sensitives and then being off sick, they haven’t done anything ’til [Future Boss] comes back.

So at the current rate there’s no chance of me starting there any time before October.

However, at the same time I’m also getting a lot of feedback about other jobs, and as the council can’t be fucking bothered to do anything, I’m going back to sorting out interviews etc. It makes sense – after all, do I really want to work for a place that’s that disorganised and inefficient?


Initiative

Just how much effort does it take for someone to use up the last of the toilet roll, and think

“Hmm, I’ve used up the last of the bog-roll. And there’s no more in here. I’d best either a) go and buy some more, and get the money back out of petty cash, or b) ask someone else to do it, because I’m hugely busy.”

On current evidence here, it’s obviously one hell of a lot of effort, as no fucker’s bothered at all. Although it is quite amusing to see guys walk in, then walk straight back out again. Yet still they won’t actually do anything about it.

Me? I’ve been out and bought some. I just haven’t bothered putting it in the room yet…


Another cynic

Following on from my own heavy dose of cynicism regarding the entire “airport terror plot” two weekends ago, its good to see that I’m not the only one who feels the same way.

None of the alleged terrorists had made a bomb. None had bought a plane ticket. Many did not even have passports, which given the efficiency of the UK Passport Agency would mean they couldn’t be a plane bomber for quite some time.

In the absence of bombs and airline tickets, and in many cases passports, it could be pretty difficult to convince a jury beyond reasonable doubt that individuals intended to go through with suicide bombings, whatever rash stuff they may have bragged in internet chat rooms.


Silver

You know you’re getting old when :

You haven’t shaved for a couple of days, then look in the mirror and realise that probably a quarter of the hairs showing are actually grey. (or gray, if you’re American)

That’s just a depressing way to start the morning…


Hacked

Over the weekend, it looks like one of the company’s sites was hacked. Well, originally it looked like some fucking idiot had decided to make it so that *everyone* could delete stuff, and many other things, which I managed to get fixed just fine. Of course, Arsehole Boss, our *cough* “Chief Technical Officer” had no bloody idea what to do, how to sort it out, or anything, so it ended up that I had to fix it. On my XDA, through the web-browser, over a shitty low-speed connection. And it still took less than quarter of an hour to fix.

Today, though, it’s turned out that yes, all the administrator passwords for the site admin had been altered. Fortunately, the major passwords to allow access to the server back end, but of course our Chief Technical Officer has no idea how to get in to databases etc., or how to fix anything like this. Luckily, the rest of us know what we’re up to, so today has been spent fixing problems, changing passwords, blocking access to certain users, IP addresses etc., as well as deleting or blocking certain people (like [ex-SysAdmin]) so that there’s no chance of them being the problem.

And yes, I am aware that in a lot of companies the CTO knows fuck all about the exact technology being used etc., but in this case, with a small number of employees, let’s not forget that Arsehole Boss is also the person who recommended we use this system in the first place because – and I quote – “It’s easy for any idiot to use”. So you’d at least hope that he might know what he was doing with this particular system. But ooohhhh, no. You’d be wrong…