Smack a teenager! Why not? They're bigger than me!

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Wandered down Gold St towards the 99p shop amidst the push-chairs, Latvians etc with my eyes to the front, as I'm the only bod on my own... Cut to three tinted chaps, one fat bastard of light complexion with a shite Beany (?!?!?) hat of white hue and dark blue squiggles, one very dark chap looking to one side (his left as I recall) and some other chap that I didn't notice. K, here's me walking down Gold St, avoiding the push-chairs et al, until I come across a dark youth whose eyes are at a perpendicular to mine own. We collide! Surely the fault is his as I am on my own, loking ahead whilst he is looking to his left. Apparently not.
I am confronted by the dark skinned gent in a rather uncouth manner, but with no lasting venom and I proceed.
I am assailed from behind and knocked to the ground (not surprising really) and bruise my right palm so as to disable myself (although at least I'm on two legs).
Anyhow, upon my regaining posture, the fat, beany-headed, light skinned twat that had assailed me from behind was taunting me upon the road, e.g. "come on, batty bwoy" etc, given that he had at leat two-fold back-up from children which apparently us adults are not allowed to smack over the head.... I had to retire.... with a wounded hand, pride and no prospect of justice! Fuck!
'Ho hum', repeated Pooh, slightly relieved by the appearance of lollirot.org.

I'm excited even if you're not!

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posted by Andy 17:21

Work for the working man to do

First two days working at the county council this week. First one was incredibly long, stultifying and soul destroying. Apart from the expected bombardment of new faces, new jargon, new geography, new culture etc, this was compounded by the IT dept failing (and subsequently claiming to have lost the application) to create me as a new user. Given that a large percentage of my job involves maintaining, interrogating and processing through electronic systems, the lack of access to them left my ends rather more loose than was comfortable. Believe me, after the first 6 hours reading through guidance on customer relations procedures the survival instinct begins to be erroded by a rational cost-benefit analysis of one's existence.
That said, Friday was a huge improvement. By sharing my supervisor's log-in I could finally begin to get my teeth into (well, nibble at least) a slab of work. Given that the whole customer service area, in this context, is a new and unexplored world to me, the job has it's attractions. Getting my head around systems and contributing to their optimisation is quite a jolly-old occupation to me, so life begins to appear more bearable once more in the immediate future.
My supervisor is good fun and someone that I've clicked with quite well so far. Her approach to the onerous task of 'training up' a new body whilst maintaining a through-put of work rests well with me. I even received a smidgen of honest praise which, in retrospect, I took on board without minimising or negating which is an approach I've been working on over the past few months.
A good working relationship is essential to productivity and maintenance of mental health in the workforce, imho, so... far so good.
On the down-side I am getting pretty knackered and the dreams have upped in intensity, vividness and ability to disturb, along with a noticeable shift to working situations. Unsurprising perhaps but annoying nonetheless. It's to be hoped that annoyance doesn't evolve into stress.

I've been criminally neglecting both this website and the songwriting side of things. Sorry!

btw, don't you hate it when Norton starts buggering about? 'Ho hum', said Pooh.

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posted by Andy 07:49

Quick Bulletin

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Finally got a date for my 'interview' (12 noon last Friday, 13th), all systems go. Got all prepared and glad-ragged and as the countdown ticked past I felt more confident that no hitches would occur. 2 hours and counting. 60 minutes and counting. 12.30pm "ring-ring, ring-ring". I answer the telephonic device to be informed that the woman at Northampton County Council has rung in sick! Bugger me! I only have so much patience!
Have new interview date - this Thursday, 11.30am
Still losing weight steadily at 2-3 pounds/wk, purely by cutting out the nasties that creep in when I've below par head-wise. All to the good. Should fit into the old managerial office garb by the time I slip behind a desk once more.
Powergen still seem to think I owe them money despite my being a Southern Leccy customer of nigh-on 3 months standing (mainly supine as it happens).
"Andy. Futon College, Northampton. Reading English and European Literature, 17th to 20th Century". Chortle. Ploughing through Dostoyevsky, Gogol, Primo Levi, Eric Malpass and the ilk like a veritable, well, plough, I guess.
Made another batch of my patent, festive, spicy fig flapjacks to sell at our MacMillan Nurse coffee-morning thingummy today.

Guess that's about the size of it! Matron!!!!

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posted by Andy 06:05

I'm Bi-Electical!

Sunday, October 01, 2006

I'm still here, no mega-disasters, just not updated for a while.

Might be starting a part-time job in a month or so, which will be good in terms of 'occupation' in the broad sense but will bugger-up the financial situation with regard to the credit card debts. I don't particularly want extra money and indeed taking this step is likely to reduce the readies but voluntary work just isn't for me. What with working in that area and being cognizant of the economics and politics in the sector; nah, not for me at the mo. It's a huge drop in pro-rata salary from the last position and much less responsible but that's not such a bad thing in my situation. Anyhow, not to count my chickens before they're laid, so to speak.

Near enough back on the frugality train once more and feeling better for it although the will-power's still prone to lapse, with a domino effect which, thankfully only lasts a day or so.

I appear to have two electricity suppliers. Odd this, but nonetheless true. Having been railroaded into changing from Powergen to Southern by the almighty Countrywide landlords and receiving, in writing, a date of 28th July from Southern for commencement of supply, imagine my surprise to receieve a bill (and not a final account to-boot!) from Powergen up to 18th September! Now I'm not aware of twice the quantity of leccy oozing from my sockets during this time...

Coincidentally, just found out this morning that the Mothership's leccy meter stopped at some point between May 3rd and June 30th. Mother related over the phone that her reading was exactly the same today as on 30th and that the 'wheel' wasn't going round. Now I'm wondering what grounds her supplier will have for charging her last quarter as no-one knows for sure 1:when the meter stopped 2:if mother has used any leccy in that period. What does the panel think?
I'm thinking of updating the old ditty "My Grandfather's Clock" in accordance with the above (btw our schoolboy version was always "My Grandfather's Cock" and I'll leave you to fill in the remaining lyrics).

My new favourite band form J�nk�ping, Sweden is I'm From Barcelona, in particular their tune 'Treehouse'. Just thought I'd mention it.

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posted by Andy 11:09