Men on the phone

Chatting on the way into work, we delved briefly into the subject of men on the phone. Using myself as an example, men are awful on the phone. Well… awful according to most women I know anyway. A typical phone call with my best mate. Me: Hello? Him: Hello! Me: Hello! Him: Hello… (not sure why we do it, we just do, bear with me) Me: You still up for a beer tonight? Him: Yeah, 8ish in Nellies? Me: Sounds good, see you then. Him: Bye! Me: C’Ya. [click] Simple, straightforward and to the point. None of this yakking away for hours on the phone about what to wear, who will be going, why I might be late, what I …

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Head is fullWork is busy, trying to get a handle on what’s going on, and what the plans will be. Trying to pick up on two other peoples work. Trying to finish their work on time. Also trying to do my own. Trying to deal with last minute requests from clients (not directly thankfully). Trying to stay calm. Ohh and I’m also almost finished a re-design. Say bye-bye to those background pictures…

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The Contract of Common Sense I think Meg may be onto something here.. particularly in light of a recent letter I received from.. eh.. someone to do with our gas meter. The letter stated that they would be sending someone round to ‘review’ our meter and ensure it was functioning correctly. If we could just make ourselves available at some point in the week… No time, or day was stated. Just at SOME point in the week… I had visions of me clouting a gas engineer at three in the morning and telling him to shove his… well you get the picture. Anyway, I digress, after a rather testing interaction with a customer service department, Meg has suggested a Contract …

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MiscellaneousI have nothing to say about this: The Prior-Art-O-Matic.“It’s a series of randomly-generated product ideas! It raises questions about the nature of prior art in patenting issues and is occasionally amusing!” I have a lot to say about this: When is middle age?.“If I had to pick numbers, then I’d probably choose the range from 25 to 75. Why? Thinking in terms of myself and others I’ve know, I’d say most of us are truly independent of our families and on our own at least by 25 and most of us are dealing with the infirmities of old age by 75. Everything in-between would be middle age.” What do the following things have in common?The song Eye Level by Simon …

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Diet Contest: Week OneHoly crap. I’ve put on a stone in the last 3 months. Now I wasn’t planning on posting my weight here, but I figure that if you’ve read half of the stuff I’ve written here then my weight is about all you DON’T know (I’m also hoping that mass public humiliation will spur me on). So, without further ado (or even the hint of a drum roll) my starting weight is….. 16st 13lb. Now I know what you are thinking (what a fat bastard!) and I have to agree. Never fear though, I have a system, a system that helped me lose 2 stone in ten weeks last time around. It is a cunning system, but I …

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ACHOOOO*Sniff* Walking to work this morning I managed to send three cormorants diving for cover to the murky depths of the Clyde with a particularly loud sneeze.

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How rude of meI’d just like to say thanks to everyone who wished me well this week. The cloud of redundancy has thankfully moved on, and I’m aiming to actually get some sleep this weekend. So if you posted a comment, or emailed me I’d just like to say thanks. It DID help.

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GranVisited my Gran last night, and having not seen her for a couple of weeks, I was again slightly taken aback at how.. well.. small she has become. My Gran has been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember. Growing up, my Mum was in and out of hospital a lot, so I spent many weekends staying at my Gran’s. In addition to that, my Grandpa had several strokes until he was eventually hospitalised, which meant that every weekend we would go and pick up my Gran to take her to the nursing home. I think looking after my Grandpa kept my Gran going. I can only vaguely remember a time when my Grandpa …

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