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Dec. 10th, 2007 10:40 pmTo the main Post Office this morning to post my inland Christmas cards. There was a hell of a queue there - clearly lots of people had the same idea.
Very tasty Southern Fried Chicken at lunch in the canteen.
Just after 7.30 pm, on a mini break, I spotted McCoy's Sour Cream and Chive Jackets in the vending machine in our lounge and craved a packet. I nipped back onto the telephone unit floor to fetch 50p from my jacket, but after the machine took my money, when I keyed in 17 for the Jackets the little display screen said 'Out Of Order'. "Out of order? What kind of talk is that?" I found myself saying out loud, after trying a second time with the same result. The mechanism carrying the Jackets looked no different from any of those carrying the other bags of crisps, but the machine had decided there was something wrong. I had to settle for Flame Grilled Steak McCoys.
Checking my Facebook on my last break, I noticed Bev, from our unit, had blocked me. Nice way to treat someone who sent you a Christmas card today (I didn't actually see her, I left it in the folder where internal paper communications are sent, but she'd collected it by the end of the day).
My father came to give me a lift home. Searching the stations, we came on a report from the Swansea-Horsham match - Swansea had scored six. Swansea it is, then.
Very tasty Southern Fried Chicken at lunch in the canteen.
Just after 7.30 pm, on a mini break, I spotted McCoy's Sour Cream and Chive Jackets in the vending machine in our lounge and craved a packet. I nipped back onto the telephone unit floor to fetch 50p from my jacket, but after the machine took my money, when I keyed in 17 for the Jackets the little display screen said 'Out Of Order'. "Out of order? What kind of talk is that?" I found myself saying out loud, after trying a second time with the same result. The mechanism carrying the Jackets looked no different from any of those carrying the other bags of crisps, but the machine had decided there was something wrong. I had to settle for Flame Grilled Steak McCoys.
Checking my Facebook on my last break, I noticed Bev, from our unit, had blocked me. Nice way to treat someone who sent you a Christmas card today (I didn't actually see her, I left it in the folder where internal paper communications are sent, but she'd collected it by the end of the day).
My father came to give me a lift home. Searching the stations, we came on a report from the Swansea-Horsham match - Swansea had scored six. Swansea it is, then.
