Well Once again the quick cuppa went on till the early hours of the following morning, But as normal it was worth it, the world was set to rights, gossip was shared, facts were learned, shocking news was given, and shiny weapons of joy were drooled over…
So some links from last night, “Mainly So I don’t loose them”
Well after years of ignoring the phone calls from my bank about going in to see my account manager in respect to upgrading, changing, talking about my account, I finally gave in and went for a visit…
Well it started good, with the simple questions of “how are you doing?”, “are you happy with your account?” and other such stuff. My new account manager seemed nice, and friendly, then we started talking money… and the questions got more along the lines off “You have this money in an account not giving interest?”, “what you mean you put money in a building society account at minimum interest”, “you lost your credit card because you never used it”…
She never actually called me financially pants, but she was getting to the point she looked like she wanted to hit me, and bang my head repeatedly on the desk to knock some sense into me :0)
In the end I felt sorry for her and agreed to come back at a later time to talk to a financial adviser about savings, and money matters.
So who knows… Maybe I’ll get myself sorted out at some point…
Gotta love my place of work…
Turn up in the morning to the fire alarm going off, so after the amount of people standing outside reached critical mass to get the woman who worked for the company who does the fire support to phone up her bosses for help, the alarm gets silenced.
So with a quick check round the building for obvious signs of danger, like flames, burning stuff, small rabid monkeys we all go back to work, with the alarm silently screaming to evacuate the building…
Tis a good job my office has the fire escape in it…
Think calm mellow peaceful thoughts…
I almost drove into a council office car park and beat the living hell out of someone this morning (I think they were getting this feeling as they kept staring at me in their rear view mirror)…
Worst case of Road Rage I ever felt, but they had deserved it if I had given into the dark side.
Driving along to work at 70ish on an clear road, and some idiot decided to pull out in front of me and do 30, but they waited till I was about 3 meters away from them before doing it, Not enough room for an emergency stop, a bank to the left of the road, and a truck driving towards me on the other lane…
How it did not escalate into a big crash I do not know…. Someone or Something was looking out for me.
I’m now sat in the office trying to think calming thoughts to stop myself driving back to the car park, and smashing up thier car, or looking up thier name off the parking permit in the window…
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Well i finally have proof I am at heart a “nice guy“.
Last nights training involved a grading/checktest session. Where I was graded by the Instructors son, who is notoriously picky in his scoring. And I lost a point for “being too Nice“, apparently I was not smashing his sister hard enough into the floor…. Brotherly Love, There’s nothing like it!!
Well thats Ni Kyu sorted, just one grade left and I get to start on a new syllabus..
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