You can tell it’s summer

Brilliance.

5. The cat is scratching the words “Shave me, shave me” on every available surface. The dog is writing letters of complaint to the design committee that dictated that panting rather than, say, unzippable pelts should be the main method of canine temperature regulation.


Getting Away With It

I can’t believe that Thames Water have managed to get away with not having to even pay a fine on their awesome leakage figures I wrote about a while back.

OK, so they’ve been “forced” (their words, not mine) to spend £150m on stopping leaks, but that’s what the shyster bastards should have been doing anyway. But oh no, tell them they might get fined, then let them off. They must be laughing all the way to the bank.


Spam of the Week

Sometimes (as I’ve mentioned before) my spam turns weapons-grade weird. Today’s effort is one of those times…

Hello my dear friend
I was looking tharough the web few weeks ago and found
your profile. Now I decidead to email you to get to know
you better. I am comiang to your country in few weaeks
and thought may be we can meet each obther. I am pretty
looking girl. bI am 25. Do anot repbly to this address
direcbtlay. Email me back at olcl@snail4mail.com

Yes, I’ve always wanted to meet up with a random foreigner who can’t spell/type. <sarcasm>It’s my ambition in life. </sarcasm> And yes, the email’s left there too – I figure spambots might as well catch up with a spammers email for once.


Stickup

With the van that’s been parked outside our office for the last hour, blocking half the road, I’ve gone back to wanting to make up some stickers – with hyper-strong adhesive – that I can slap onto people’s windscreens, printed (on the sticky side, so they can see it when they sit in the car) with the phrase

“Thanks for parking like a cunt”

in very large bold print.

I know, I’ve proposed it before, but the desire is getting stronger and stronger, the more I work in this office and see just how cuntish these drivers are.

Mind you, in twunt-boy’s case, I’d also love to see some grumpy trucker (and that’s not rhyming slang) just barge past, and scrape all down the side of the van. Now that would be funny as fuck.


System Administration

Sometimes you really have to wonder about this company.

Two weeks ago, Arsehole Boss sacked the system administrator, basically because the SysAdmin kept on disagreeing with Arsehole Boss. Yes, there was other stuff too, but that’s the basic thrust of it.

So this morning I get a call.

Arsehole Boss : Lyle, we need to find out all the root passwords to the servers.
Me : I’ve no idea what they are – [SysAdmin] never told me. He was the only one who knew them.
Arsehole Boss : But we’ve got to find them out, so he can’t get in to the system.
Me : Well surely we did that before you sacked him?
Arsehole Boss : Well, no.
Me : …
Arsehole Boss : Oh, and we need to find out where all the domain names are registered, and who to, and what the admin passwords are.
Me : [Sysadmin] was in charge of all that. I’ve never had to use the domain admin stuff. But surely we got that before you sacked him, as it’s all company assets, and, if he were being a cunt, he could set all our domains to point to porn sites, for example? And we then couldn’t reset them without the admin passwords which, um, we haven’t got?
Arsehole Boss : Yes. We need to get them before he does anything like that.
Me : Would’ve been easier when he worked for us, really, wouldn’t it?

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.


HP7

So, JK Rowling is planning to kill off two characters in the final Harry Potter book? So what? Is this news?

Personally, I’m rather more surprised that she’s only killing off two. I’d have thought that you could have far more fun with Voldemort going on the rampage, and killing off all the do-gooders one-by-one ’til the final showdown.

But hey, what would I know.


Game Tart

Recently, I wrote a little bit about a company called GameTart.com, and their shonky procedures. I left them because they were turning deeply shit, and never responded to any queries.

Yesterday, when I checked my bank account online, I saw that they’d charged me for another month’s membership. Cue ballistic Lyle.

I sent them an email through their website, asking them what the hell was going on, and asking them to call me.
Nothing.
I sent them another email (they don’t do convenient things like, say, having a phone number) asking them, again, to explain why I’d been charged, and to call me (and yes, I did include a phone number) so that this could be sorted out.
Nothing.

I got a call this morning, where they tried making out they’d replied to emails, and they’d all bounced. Convenient – especially considering that every other email I was expecting yesterday came through fine. Then they tried making out that they’d called me yesterday, but the phone had been busy. Which is, in theory, possible – except that when it’s busy, it goes direct to voicemail. Ooops.

Anyway, the situation’s sorted. It’s still left me with a feeling that they’re actually just a small-time business with very few staff, and less consideration for customers though.