At least it wasn’t a porn related PC death.

Mr K’s computer has died today… and the exasperation is palpable.  Like this guy but for video blogging…. insert a well cultivated WoW addiction that he’s  currently in denial about.   It’s another little bane of our modern existence that we’ve become so completely reliant on our computers that when they go off the the Perly Gates (oh yes… there’s special place in hell for people who use puns this bad – but I couldn’t help myself) we’re beside ourselves in minutes.  No one can remember how we used to live without them or what we did for entertainment back in the dark ages before we knew about double clicking the mouse!


RMB:  Is this because of your propensity for cheap boxes?  😀 
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Overworked – Underpaid – Over it!

I’ve been in the job for barely seven weeks, and I knew the biggest challenge I was going to face there was the fact that I am constantly relying on other people doing their jobs within agreed time frames to be successful at it.

Today I found out just how frustrating it was to have busted my arse getting all my ducks in a row, only to watch it all fall apart because someone else hadn’t done their job correctly.  The job was for a run of bank statements for one of my clients – a credit union, involving some  35,000 pieces of personalized mail, and a couple of inserts.  Earlier in the week, the client had sent through some changes to their statement proforma, which I had upadated in IT – proofed and approved and all happy. 

But when it came time to do the statement run – the changes hadn’t been implemented.  So cos one guy downstairs didn’t put his changes into the production files – I end up missing a deadline and having to let the client know their work will be held up until Monday   🙁

Doesn’t feel good to spend your entire day working hard to pull something together and then at 10 mins before knock off time realizing that all your busting a gut to get it done can come unstuck cos someone else isn’t as meticulous as you might hope.  When it dawned on me that it had all gone to hell in a handbasket….. I felt totally deflated and my immediate reaction was to go downstairs and rip someone’s little head off.

But … there’s no fucking point really.   The IT guys won’t work harder for me in future cos I tore one of them a new asshole, and it certainly won’t get my client’s job done on time.  So I just kinda had to suck it up and go home. 

🙁
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Nood earlobes :|

I left home without earrings today… and walked around all day feeling naked and violated!   This is probably just another insidious manifestation of my latent OCD tendancies but…most of my earrings are little drop ones that have a little weight to them which means you can feel them when you move your head.  So today, there’s been an absence of same.  And I usually wear them all day – only taking them off in the evenings as I jump in the shower so I’ve been wandering around all day convinced that people were noticing my naked ears.   🙂
 
God lord – imagine how I’d be feeling if I’d left my watch behind!
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