Betrayed
Just when I thought I could trust Ikea, they screw me over my bumping the confirmed delivery date so that it’s a whole week later than the estimated delivery date, meaning we won’t get our new furniture until well after we move in.
That means I actually have to move the old furniture, then get rid of it later, instead of disposing of it when we move out.
DAMN YOU, IKEA!
Traction
My first attempt at getting up the now very icy hill we live at the top of was a miserable failure. My initial run-up was broken by a Jaguar which had failed its run, and in having to slow to manoeuvre around it, I lost momentum.
A few hours later, when the road was once again empty and quiet, I took another long run up and just made it up in first gear, at far higher revs than my speed would account for, due to the tyres half-slipping all the way up.
The ice rink will only solidify overnight, and we are forecast more heavy snow by tomorrow evening. The car is staying put. I’m walking.
Oh, the irony
As seen while reading BBC News – TV buff’s thrill over test card
You’re entitled to your opinion, but you’re still a hypocrite
So, a couple of London boroughs are trialling the provision of the Pill without a prescription in a bid to reduce teenage pregnancies in an area which sees more than 200 morning-after pills issued in a month. Of course, it’s going to be controversial with religious and conservative groups. And of course, they are going to make tits of themselves talking about it.
Quote of the day comes from Mark Haughton, of the Christian Medical Fellowship:
I’m not aware of any evidence this is going to be effective. It may be pouring petrol on the flames.
Source: BBC News, 11th December, 2009
Yes, that’s right. In a single breath he decries the apparent lack of an evidence-based approach while espousing his own completely unfounded speculation. Nice work completely undermining your argument, Mark. Don’t give up the day job.
Ambulance Chasers
Here’s the deal. Even though I’m currently off work recovering from surgery, the surgery wasn’t the result of any accident. So when you call me from an ambulance-chasing compensation firm, we are going to have words.
- My telephone number is on the TPS do-not-call list. Just by calling me, you’ve broken the law — specifically, the Privacy and Electronic (EC Directive) Regulations 2003. That’s not a good start for a firm supposedly offering legal services.
- If you tell me the legal name of the company you’re calling from is the “Accident Investigation Bureau”, and no such company is listed with Companies House, you are a liar. Also, you need to pick a less ridiculous-sounding name for your scam.
- If I ask you where you got my details from, and you give me the name of a ‘government department’ with an equally ridiculous fake name, you are a liar.
- If you tell me your name is “Jack Carr”, even though you have a thick Indian accent and have already told me you are calling from India, you are a liar.
Yours was possibly the least convicing scam I’ve heard in years. Tragically, I suspect someone will still fall for it and you will con them out of some money, so I have no qualms about wishing you and your telephone-scam sock-puppet buddies a swift and hopefully painful accident of your own. Preferably involving a long walk and a short pier.
