Realising the last four years of your professional life may have been in vain.
My main client has just been bought by a bigger fish. Last four years of my life have been in furtherance of helping the firm switch to a new, big system. It has been the last four years of a lot of peopleās lives. The new firm uses a different system.
Not actually worried about my own work situation, despite IT divisions being likely to merge. However, Iām thinking of all the toil, sweat, tears, late nights, international travel, layovers and meetings. Just amazed that everything I did (and by extension, a lot of other people) might have all been for nought.
New upgrade installed on all our process systems and any single communication failure shuts three rigs down to emergency generators only we have to then spend 5-6 hours resetting everything.
IT techs saying " If I do this nothing will happen"
Stubbing toe repeatedly when you have gout!! Youād think Iād learn but oh noā¦
Went on Ferry for day-trip to France yesterday, all the doors have raised bottom sills, the amount of times I stubbed my left foot on them is unbelievable, never my right, always my left.
And my kids have suddnely developed a knack for jumping on my left foot!!!
Fucking itunes - Once upon a time you had an interface that even a fucking chimp could use, but oh no, that was too fucking easy. Out rolls the mother pus bucket of shit house user experiences aka itunes whatever the fucking version we are on, and i am rendered a gibbering wreck threatening to kill and maim every arsehole that has ever worked for Apple.
The situation in chez CB is so bad that the Ayatollah has declared Jihad on my ass.
New senior manager = changes but with minimal consultation (which is ignored). After nothing changes / gets worse they leave. Repeat. It feels like they do it to get the recognition but not really to actually help anyone much. I am way too cynical.
I got a bit shouty at the news last night after they did a big bit on the Manchester derby and then instead of telling us about the other two games, went to Bake off bollocks. I donāt care about that. It really isnāt news.
anyway, annoyed when builders donāt turn up when they say theyāre going to turn up.
When you stay in a posh hotel that has two shower devices; one above your head for showering you from the top and one that is at hip height (for washing your balls and arse) on the wallā¦
ā¦and you do that really smart trick that youāre really proud of by āsteam ironingā out the creases in your lovely flowery shirts by hanging them in the hotel bathroom whilst leaving the shower on to create a steam room effectā¦
ā¦and then you go in to turn off the shower, but instead just turn on the hip height shower and donāt immediately realise that your shirts (that are hanging on the shower rail opposite the hip-height shower head) are getting soakedā¦
ā¦leaving you having to wear the same shirt for two days running, thus damaging your reputation as an effeminate male fashion guru.
Are you sure that the cock and balls shower bit isnāt just meant for the smaller people (Iāve never met pap so donāt feel I can join in the banter about him being a midget)
I know this because whilst midgets are small and pap is small, they a) are not hairy, b) have all body parts completely in proportion to their small stature and c) donāt walk like penguins.
So on balance pap is a Hobbit and not a midget.
Whether the hip height shower is for Hobbits remains moot.
