another night

Truth be told, I do think she's pretty and all that. But she's, by my reckoning, a good decade my junior, never mind any of the other handwaving details. The funny part is that I bought a flimsy newspapery thing off her this evening; it turns out she's a card-carrying member of the Socialist Party. I bought the rag out of genuine curiosity as opposed to some misguided guy notion that it would get me closer to her; now I'm looking at it thinking, "Man. I need to talk to you about this. It's crap, and it's unfocussed crap, and every time it stumbles against a valid point it bounces off - obliviously - into the crap again." but, you know, I don't want it to seem like I'm hitting on her or anything. To be honest, I couldn't do so in good conscience.

Damn, I thought I'd gotten rid of conscience.

weekend, redux

It's been an odd weekend. Sometimes it feels like everyone around me and her (no, a different her to the previous post) is thinking we should be together except, well, me and her. And I'm kinda on shaky ground on that question; the single-since-whenever part thinks HELL YEAH, and the rational side of me has a more practical view on obvious incongruities and certain historical recollections. So the weekend was spent in hanging out with her, but in a friend-friend way that even people who should - and probably do - know better misinterpret into something worth gossipping about.

Ay me.

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I rather like this concise justification for cleaning out the friendslist. If such a thing were even needed, which is a whole 'nother thing.

users just crack me up

"Thanks a lot! This tool is awesome! It doesn't seem to work everytime but this is great anyways!"

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table quiz

Well, we came second of three teams, and probably had at least a tie-breaker within our grasp, but hey. Prize for first only due to the extremely low turnout. John on our team won a bottle of wine also, and I won a travel voucher which is more-or-less expired and is valid for use only with a travel company whose third hit on google refers to a judgement made against them in the matter of voucher wording... I guess it's the thought that counts.

a compendium of customer abuse

Since I haven't ranted about it near enough lately:

• My mobile phone provider has been dealing with a query related to my camera phone since mid-November. By "dealing with" I mean "mostly ignoring". The last proactive comment I got from them was that my query had been passed to technical support. Today they asked me a question which would pretty much prevent this passing off from having happened.
• My new credit card arrived. After spending ten minutes on hold trying to get someone to activate it, I gave up and tried again today. The guy who handled the call today tried twice to offer me one of the pre-scripted services. When I went to add the card to my online registered cards, the site said they didn't have enough information on me and could I maybe call customer support?
• I phoned the sorting office for office mail on Friday to find out what they'd done with our two missing issues of Linux Magazine and subsequent resend of same. The guy told me he'd talk to the postman for the area and get back to me before lunch. He called today after lunch to tell me that the postman only recently found out we were in the office ([a] we've been there since the company's inception in 1999, [b] other stuff gets delivered there on a regular basis, [c] the address clearly states "Alphyra House, Heather Road" which uniquely identifies the building, regardless of the fact that our company name does not appear on the outside of the premises), that he had no idea what became of the magazines, and that he couldn't confirm that they were returned to the sender address since he handles so many return-to-sender items on a weekly basis.

I think that should keep my customer service irritation level high for the next month or so.