“Management” *cough*

Ah, the joys of the workplace. Because it’s the start of a Bank Holiday weekend, a lot of people have taken the day off. Which is fair, except for a small problem that’s going to rear up and bite them on the arse on Tuesday.

Every single IT manager is off. There isn’t a manager in the department. (Mind you, this is almost certain to increase productivity, and lessen frustration) What they’ve forgotten is that there are now 10 or 12 contractors in the department. Who all* need to get their timesheets signed by – you guessed it – a manager in order to get paid next week. It’s not going to happen. So they won’t get their sheets signed ’til Tuesday, which means that they won’t be paid until a week on Monday, at the earliest.

File under : Brewery, Organise, Piss-up.

* = well, all except one, who thought this might be the case, and got his timesheet signed on the Wednesday before his manager stunk off on two days holiday. Can’t think who that might’ve been, can you?

Tossers

May’s a great month, if you travel using public transport. Two bank holidays means that Network Rail (Née Railtrack) have double the opportunities to fuck things up completely, and of course they take every chance they can get.

So yet again this coming bank holiday weekend is going to be a nightmare for a huge number of rail travellers. On the same weekend as the Motor Show in Birmingham, the train service between London and – you guessed it – Birmingham is out of action. This brings back yet more shades of last August, when they decided to take London-Reading out of action on the weekend of the Reading Festival. An utter fuck-up.

Of course, what the wankers will say is

“There are less people travelling on the trains during a Bank Holiday weekend than there are on a normal day”

but what they actually mean is

“Our season-ticket travellers (i.e. businessmen) won’t be travelling on this weekend, so we can fuck up the train system as much as we want, and not have to pay out compensation to the season ticket holders”

Not that I’m cynical or anything…

My Boss is a Twat

Stinky^® is away for the next two days, and has left me to fix some of the stuff on the site. Fair enough, at least it means I’m doing something.

But it also means that – yet again – I have to go through HTML and so on that’s completely bobbins. I swear the man doesn’t have a clue. All the styles that have been set up are faulty, and the pages are about 8 times larger than they need to be. I could cry – or beat the shite out of him when he returns…

Oh yeah, and (this will make more sense to techies) he’s also got formmail.pl being used without fixing the “to” address, so it’s open to abuse by spammers. This is the mark of a true IT fucknugget. Now – do I change it, or do I keep it as evidence of epic twadgedome?

System Lag

It’s already well known that I’m impressed in general with Mozilla’s Firefox web browser. And fair enough, it’s still only on version 0.8, so it’s a known fact that it’ll have some issues.

But one that annoys me is that it appears to have a couple of huge memory holes – well, either that or it just hogs up the shite work PC I use. Does anyone else find that using Firefox for a while (i.e. two or three hours) ends up lagging the whole PC into a horrendous slug-esque pile of junk?

Just me then?

Hi8

Well, Peter of Naked Blog has gone off on hiatus/holiday for a while. All the best while you’re away, Peter.

Trailers – again

I’ve just seen the trailer for Harry Potter 3. Apparently it…

“Contains scary scenes and mild language”

Well fucking hell, that really makes me want to see it. Twadgeknackers.

Sorry, I should’ve said at the time that this was an additional post from the one yesterday about “The Day Before” – in which I’d wondered what Harry Potter 3’s “caution” line would be.

Burnin’ Down The House

Perhaps this is just me, but I can’t help disagreeing with the headline “Fire a disaster for Britart icons“. Tracey Emin’s “Tent” and “Hell” by Jake and Dinos Chapman – <sarcasm> They’ll be sorely missed in years to come</sarcasm>

If I were the police, and it turns out to be arson, my suspect list would probably contain people like Brian Sewell, and various people who have already professed to loathe Modern Art in the context of the Young British Artists and their ilk. And I must admit that in my view if it was arson then the arsonist should be given an award for services to art.

In the meantime, I really wouldn’t fancy being Charles Saatchi‘s insurers – that’s going to be one chuff of a payout.