A combination post tonight.

I had to log a fault at work tonight, and rang the special number that you ring to say “hi, we’re broken, we’ve done fault testing someone be good and fix it for us” and I got some Honcho dude, above a few people in our IT Dept. Rather than dealing with the problem, he had a go at me for ringing. “how did you get this number?” “why are you ringing me?” and totally had a go at me and I was sitting there absolutely stunned. Asshat. I repeated at least 3 times that I rang the magic number and it diverted to him… eventually he got over that and I told him the problem and he hung up and I was left fuming. Since as a result of the fault, I ended up missing the bus, I stayed at work a little longer.

I got some studio photographs taken by a friend, for mother’s day. I look OK Mum should like the photos. I don’t think I look amazing, but at least I don’t break the camera lense. I bumped into some other friends at her studio and I have to keep it all a big secret or her current boyfriend finds out. I kinda feel weird talking to her. She’s had gastric band surgery, and I just don’t think I could do that to myself.  I kind of think that it’s cheating. However I don’t profess to understand why some people, not all, choose to do that to themselves. Some people yes, need it.. others, like my friend don’t. But each to their own.

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