Finally! A chance to rant and rave...

Sorry for lack of posts recently. And even now, I've only got a little time because it's Friday avo and I'm going to meet TT from work shortly so that we can indulge in the tradition known as "Getting pissed on a Friday avo"

On a positive note, I've got home Internet back! I've even sussed why we keep losing it. The neighbour we steal our connection from is a complete spaz. Instead of letting the router do the sharing he's got a desktop PC with wireless card and he's enabled connection sharing from that and not the router. So when he turns his desktop PC off I lose internet connection! It also explains why it's so slow. Unfortunately, short of breaking into his house and correctly configuring his setup there's nothing I can do about it. Little does he know I'd usually charge money for such a thing but in this instance I'd gladly do it free of charge.
Anyhoo. Well, the things I have to tell you about:

1) Today I saw a lady bum (female tramp) and she was rooting around in bins and putting stuff into either her trolley, bag, or mouth - depending on the size/nature of the "goodies" she found. Nothing unusual about that huh? But this one was funny - she was wearing yellow rubber gloves to do her rummaging! Honestly, she was eating from peoples garbage but she had the sense of hygiene to wear rubber gloves while doing so! I chuckled all the way down the street. I was tempted to take a photo, but I decided it would be an invasion of privacy. She obviously has some semblance of dignity remaining.

2) TT has been telling me for some time that her place of work have a terrible database. Apparently lots of the data in it is incorrect or out of date. She mentioned this in her last employee review and they said she was talking crap. That's nice of them eh?

So, for the last week she's made a note of inaccuracies and then fixed them. She then sent a long list of the things she'd found and fixed to her supervisor. The supervisor called her in for a "meeting" today and told her that she should spend less time examining the database and more time on the phone.

She explained that she'd only corrected mistakes she found as a result of phone calls - Eg. Mr Smith had called and mentioned that he lived in X town, yet the database said Y town. The supervisor told her to leave it alone in future!

If I ever got myself a job like hers I'd poke the supervisor in the eye and say "I'm now off to not update the database to record that you're now visually impaired..." In fact I think I'll go and find the supervisor and do it myself. No twat speaks to my TT like that.

3) When I was last in Aus I opened a bank account with Westpac. I then went back to the UK to sort some stuff there. Since I then spent longer in the UK than I expected, they closed it. I'm not angry or surprised at them for doing it, but today I went in to re-open it. I was treated to the services of the lovely "Ninny". Seriously, that was her name.

Ninny is shit at her job. She didn't have a clue what she was doing. After entering my details she pressed a button and called up all the personal information of someone with the same name as me - on the screen in front of me. Rather than move the screen she just started reading it out aloud. I politely looked the other way (to respect the stranger privacy) and said "That's not me"

She said "I know, but look how deep in debt he is! And he only lives four houses away from you!" Nice customer privacy Ninny!

She couldn't find my details (no surprise given her lack of computer skills and insistently on pressing the right mouse button instead of the left one and muttering "bloody computers, never work properly...") She then entered my details and instead of pressing "OK" she pressed the "Add Customer" button. A blank record popped up. "Bloody computers..." she muttered and took all my details again.

On the fourth occasion I was getting really bored and pointed out that all the previous windows were on the task bar at the bottom of the screen. I don't like telling people how to do their job, but this was painful. She looked at me and said "I need to call a supervisor and tell them this computer is broken"

I pointed out that it wasn't broken (tempted to add "But you are") and that she only needed to click on one of the tabs in the task bar. She responded coldly "It is broken. I'm calling Jack". Jack turned up, took one look at her screen and said "Jeez Nilly! How many accounts are you trying to open for Jay?!" He then turned to me and said "Do you have multiple personalities or should we just add you to the system once?!" and winked - he either fancied me or he'd seen my occupation as being computer related and realised from the pained expression on my face that I could see what was going on.

He had my account opened and the paperwork in my hands within about 30 seconds. And he used the "broken" computer of course.

I've run out of time now, so I'll do the intelligence test thing later tonight. Have a good weekend everyone, and don't forget to indulge in the "Getting pissed on a Friday avo" thing. It's almost as much fun as Vuboqs "Meat free Mondays"!!!