Sunday, July 29, 2007

I, I go crazy, about the way you are

I'm just back from Mum and Dad's. Not much improvement there.

I did, thanks to the vandalism of my car (Some drunken cunts pulled my wiper of and kicked my wing mirror off) have to travel by train.

It was packed there and back!

A nightmare.

Not so much for me though as I got a seat.

I did prove my charm too as the lady sat next to me want to go for a Thai meal with me! Not as a pulling type thing. Just cos!

Anyway. Enough of me and more of cheese:

Quote:

"How can anyone govern a nation that has 246 different kinds ofcheese?"

Gen. Charles de Gaulle, the architect of modern France after World WarII, quipped on the difficulty of governing France.

Thanks to the Dome for that one!

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Tear off your own head


Ack!

Work.

What a waste of most of my week.

Actually had a reasonable day today, but even so.

And I miss The Bear.


Wish I was here.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

All around the world, young girls are fainting...

Sad news
The Bear is going.
I thought I'd have her a little longer.
But Jitler phoned today and is taking her back on Saturday.
I will be all alone in my own little home.

The Bear resting

The Bear posing

The Bear helping me 'pute.

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Sunday, July 08, 2007

Mary is coming, and I think I'm coming too....

The Tour de France is in Town
Yep folks! It sure is.
You may have been wondering what I'm up to, well......
A long story really, I may have told you all that I had been displaced from my last job?
Anyway, I was, which to be fair was a blessing as I hated it.
The bugbear was that I had a bad review hanging over me head from Joe 90 (who despite their best efforts to kick out got himself a new job). I had challenged this unfair assessment, but he refused to change it.
I then took it up with his boss (Captain Autism).
The good captain asked me to 'ask myself why I was doing this'.
Nice one! Thanks for the support.
There was no option but to raise an official grievance.
An unusual thing for one of my level.
Especially as the Union does not officially recognise any managers.
So I'm going through the hell of this whole informal and then formal process....
When I get offered two jobs on the same floor I'm already on.
Well, they're both good so I take one.
So I'm in a new job......and the new very senior manager tells me how much this whole process is stirring up the execs and doesn't reflect well on me.
Now I'm in a different place altogether.
I was hoping they'd make me redundant for being trouble.
But now I have a job I like.....
What do I do?
......................................
Only one thing to do.
Push ahead and carry on.
So I did.
And won.
And will now get a decent bonus.
Maybe I will pay for this.
But we all have our own levels of pride.
And honour.
I had to get one back on Joe 90 too!
Enough of me! The tour came past my road:
Here they are!
Whoosh!
And there they go!
That killed 3 minutes, so it's off the the Wharf to watch the Grand Prix:

Three montrous megaliths.
Brrrrrmmmmm!!!!!!!!

Ah! What a lovely Sunday.