A brilliant Christmas greeting from T.K. that I thought was so good, I would share it with you all. Check it out and enjoy!
Look here
Virgin resellers
2 weeks ago, I was looking on the Virgin website for information about part of their reseller programme. "Phone this number or click here for more information" it said, so, ever obedient, I tried the phone number first. Altogether I have tried it five times and each time there is a recorded message inviting me to leave my name and phone number for a return call.
So, when I got bored with getting nowhere with that option, I tried emailing. No response, so the next day, Keith emailed again on my behalf:
IS THERE ANYONE THERE?
Within half an hour, an email came back:
Yes.
(This is as true as I am sitting here writing it!)
So I emailed again, explaining what I wanted......and waited.....and waited.....no reply.
Yesterday, I sent the following:
We are an independent IT retailer in North Wales and are interested in the Virgin resellers scheme. If you could contact me in the near future, I would be, not only totally amazed but very pleased.
Needless to say, I am still waiting for a reply, but it doesn't fill me with confidence regarding their support if we did decide to be part of their scheme!
So, when I got bored with getting nowhere with that option, I tried emailing. No response, so the next day, Keith emailed again on my behalf:
IS THERE ANYONE THERE?
Within half an hour, an email came back:
Yes.
(This is as true as I am sitting here writing it!)
So I emailed again, explaining what I wanted......and waited.....and waited.....no reply.
Yesterday, I sent the following:
We are an independent IT retailer in North Wales and are interested in the Virgin resellers scheme. If you could contact me in the near future, I would be, not only totally amazed but very pleased.
Needless to say, I am still waiting for a reply, but it doesn't fill me with confidence regarding their support if we did decide to be part of their scheme!
Favouritism?
Now I don't want you to take this as an anti-man post - it isn't, but a couple of incidents yesterday reminded me that, even in this age of sex equality, it is still a man's world.
The first incident happened in Kwik-Save, whilst waiting to be served. I was in the 'quick' queue and the man in front of me was having difficulty opening his carrier bag in order to put his shopping in. Those bags are notoriously difficult but whenever I have problems with them, the shop assistant always stands (or sits) there, fingers drumming either physically or metaphorically while I duly struggle with the damned bag and the line of people behind me grows ever longer and more fidgety. But when it's a man....guess what! The shop assistant takes pity on him, commiserates with his difficulty, apologises for the resolutely closed state of the bag and then opens it for him and helps him pack it!
The second incident involved the newsagent on the same site as our shop. When I went in there and asked if they had a particular magazine, having searched for it in vain on the shelf, after a very cursory glance at the shelf, the answer I got was, "No, we haven't got it."
However, when Keith's son,Giles, went in search of a boring magazine about American cars, not only was it ordered for him but it was brought round to the shop for him!!! How unfair is that!!!
However, as I say, this is not an anti-man post......honest.......!! No, really......it isn't......
The first incident happened in Kwik-Save, whilst waiting to be served. I was in the 'quick' queue and the man in front of me was having difficulty opening his carrier bag in order to put his shopping in. Those bags are notoriously difficult but whenever I have problems with them, the shop assistant always stands (or sits) there, fingers drumming either physically or metaphorically while I duly struggle with the damned bag and the line of people behind me grows ever longer and more fidgety. But when it's a man....guess what! The shop assistant takes pity on him, commiserates with his difficulty, apologises for the resolutely closed state of the bag and then opens it for him and helps him pack it!
The second incident involved the newsagent on the same site as our shop. When I went in there and asked if they had a particular magazine, having searched for it in vain on the shelf, after a very cursory glance at the shelf, the answer I got was, "No, we haven't got it."
However, when Keith's son,Giles, went in search of a boring magazine about American cars, not only was it ordered for him but it was brought round to the shop for him!!! How unfair is that!!!
However, as I say, this is not an anti-man post......honest.......!! No, really......it isn't......
Understanding women - it ain't difficult!
T.K. comes up trumps again!
WORDS WOMEN USE
FINE This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
FIVE MINUTES If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
NOTHING This is the calm before the storm. This means "something," and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'Nothing' usually end in "Fine"
GO AHEAD This is a dare, not permission. Don't do it.
LOUD SIGH This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing"
THAT'S OKAY This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
THANKS A woman is thanking you. Do not question it or faint. Just say you're welcome.
Send this to the men you know to warn them about future arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology!And send it to your women friends to give them a good laugh!
They forgot "Whatever"...(it's a woman's way of saying *!#@ YOU!)
WORDS WOMEN USE
FINE This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
FIVE MINUTES If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
NOTHING This is the calm before the storm. This means "something," and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'Nothing' usually end in "Fine"
GO AHEAD This is a dare, not permission. Don't do it.
LOUD SIGH This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing"
THAT'S OKAY This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
THANKS A woman is thanking you. Do not question it or faint. Just say you're welcome.
Send this to the men you know to warn them about future arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology!And send it to your women friends to give them a good laugh!
They forgot "Whatever"...(it's a woman's way of saying *!#@ YOU!)
Blue robin?
Robins, with their red breasts, are a traditional symbol of Christmas, but have a look at this for news of a more unusual cousin which has decided to spend the winter over here.
Ringtones again
Yesterday was a busy day. I seemed to be chasing my tail all day. Added to that was the knowledge that Keith's seven year old grandson was ill. He had been ill since the previous day and, to cut a long story short, Keith and his daughter ended up taking him to hospital at 10pm, where he was looked after very well by the staff of the Maelor (unlike the laid-back dilatory attitude displayed by Shropdoc, the out of hours G.P. substitute around here.)
However, amid all the worry and concern, there was one lighter moment inadvertently caused by Keith himself. Whilst in the hospital, his mobile phone rang - in all the chaos, he'd forgotten to turn it off. Nothing amusing in itself but his current ringtone is the opening few bars from Thunderbirds - (OK, I know it's not a patch on mine, which is Lulu singing Shout! but he just hasn't got such good taste!) so as the strident tones of "5.....4.....3.....2....1 etc" resounded throughout the A & E department, Keith, instead of switching it off, as anyone normal would do, proceded to charge headlong towards the exit, phone in hand as if he were a bomb disposal expert, almost causing one of the nurses to have a heart attack as he raced past!
He did go back to apologise - which only proves the truth of what I always say:
You can take him anywhere once, and then back again to apologise!
However, amid all the worry and concern, there was one lighter moment inadvertently caused by Keith himself. Whilst in the hospital, his mobile phone rang - in all the chaos, he'd forgotten to turn it off. Nothing amusing in itself but his current ringtone is the opening few bars from Thunderbirds - (OK, I know it's not a patch on mine, which is Lulu singing Shout! but he just hasn't got such good taste!) so as the strident tones of "5.....4.....3.....2....1 etc" resounded throughout the A & E department, Keith, instead of switching it off, as anyone normal would do, proceded to charge headlong towards the exit, phone in hand as if he were a bomb disposal expert, almost causing one of the nurses to have a heart attack as he raced past!
He did go back to apologise - which only proves the truth of what I always say:
You can take him anywhere once, and then back again to apologise!
Travelling on and on
Sunday is a day of rest - right? Wrong!
Yesterday morning was taken up with my counselling course. OK no problem there.
At 12.30 Keith picked me up as we were going to Bradford to see elder son and his family. At 12.35 elder daughter rang in a panic asking if we could possibly 'pop in on the way' to pick up a mobile phone that he absolutely had to have for today. No problem there either except that elder daughter lives in Sheffield, so it's not exactly on the doorstep!
Oh the agonies of decision making! Say yes, and Keith had lots of extra driving to do (not that he was complaining, I hasten to add!), which I would feel guilty about, say no and elder daughter would have to make the journey herself after doing an 80 hour week for the NHS, which I would feel guilty about! (There is a pattern emerging here!)
In the end, we went to Sheffield and then to Bradford!
Yesterday morning was taken up with my counselling course. OK no problem there.
At 12.30 Keith picked me up as we were going to Bradford to see elder son and his family. At 12.35 elder daughter rang in a panic asking if we could possibly 'pop in on the way' to pick up a mobile phone that he absolutely had to have for today. No problem there either except that elder daughter lives in Sheffield, so it's not exactly on the doorstep!
Oh the agonies of decision making! Say yes, and Keith had lots of extra driving to do (not that he was complaining, I hasten to add!), which I would feel guilty about, say no and elder daughter would have to make the journey herself after doing an 80 hour week for the NHS, which I would feel guilty about! (There is a pattern emerging here!)
In the end, we went to Sheffield and then to Bradford!
Cars, cars and more cars!
The new addition to the family (no, don't get excited, I mean the Camaro!) is reposing contentedly in the back garden and drying out nicely. In fact, I haven't noticed Keith rushing out to check quite so often of late - might have to give the NSPCC a ring! Yesterday came the news that the Triumph Spitfire is currently being resprayed and will also be wanting to come home.
At the moment, we have Keith's Range Rover and my Nissan Almera (both older cars, so still don't get excited!) on the drive and my (also older) Audi at the front of the house. The Almera is up for sale (anyone interested?) so at least that one will soon be out of the way.
But, if the Camaro is on the hardstanding in the back garden, and the back garden is only small and there is no room either on the drive or at the front of the house, where, I hear you ask, is the Spitfire to go? Good question. Now I understand why Keith is so enthusiastic about green concrete in the back garden instead of a lawn! Help!!!!
At the moment, we have Keith's Range Rover and my Nissan Almera (both older cars, so still don't get excited!) on the drive and my (also older) Audi at the front of the house. The Almera is up for sale (anyone interested?) so at least that one will soon be out of the way.
But, if the Camaro is on the hardstanding in the back garden, and the back garden is only small and there is no room either on the drive or at the front of the house, where, I hear you ask, is the Spitfire to go? Good question. Now I understand why Keith is so enthusiastic about green concrete in the back garden instead of a lawn! Help!!!!
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