Sadly it's been taken down now - but I do hope they found someone...
the moving finger
writes and having written moves on
Writer. Student. Knitter. Technophile.
And a bunch of other things
TwitterFacebookLinkedInFlickrmetaweblogI couldn't have said it better myself
As, thanks to GFC, climate change and general crapness, it increasingly seems the world is going to hell in an handbasket, I refer you to the wisdom of the British Ministry of Information circa 1939
What I am doing today...
I'm trying to develop a marketing plan and copy for our direct mail campaign. This would be much easier if the process didn't go like this.
I write a draft
I fight with the Managing Director (MD) over what we're planning to do
I fight with the other Divisional Director (DD) over what we want to do
DD fights with MD over why can't we do more of the stuff that she wants to do
I write a draft that attempts to incorporate both their changes.
MD makes secret changes to DD's stuff
DD makes secret changes to MD's stuff
DD has a hissy fit about the changes to her stuff
MD has a hissy fit about the changes to his stuff,
DD comes to see me to explain that MD is an idiot and she doesn't care what we do it's just that she knows way more about this than anyone.
MD comes to see me to explain that they are both idiots and we should do whatever I think is best since I'm the expert, but since he has a wealth of experience (and is the boss) he's sure I'll decide to do the "right" aka "his" things.
I write a third draft
MD calls a meeting between all of us so we can 'come to a consensus'
They argue to a standstill.
I doodle in my notebook and think about how badly I want a beer.
Meeting concludes with
"So Lindsay, you'll get us a fresh draft in the morning?"
No prizes for guessing what I'll be doing tomorrow.
Like OMG!
I can't tell if this is actually satire - in which case it's brilliant. Or a really sad indictment of our times - in which case it is also brilliant...
My mother emailed me last week to tell me she had joined Facebook. We don't chat on the phone; we email. Soon I expect she will want to poke me, write on my wall and, worse still, tag me in photographs of my wedding last May. Well, not if I can help it, mama. I love you too much to expose you to my online self.
You see, she doesn't yet know that I, her 24-year-old daughter, am about to divorce. She can't see my Facebook status, so why would she? Mummy, how do I tell you I'm a Facebook divorcee? That the son-in-law you try so hard to like cheated on your only daughter using the social networking site you so adore? That your daughter learnt of her imminent divorce via Google Mail's free chatting facility, Gchat?Look - read the article yourself, but given the throw away line about getting the husband to "move back to his home country" and that they'd only been married 6 months I wonder if she might have not been a wife as much as visa... But like I've said before and will no doubt say again... I couldn't make this stuff up.
Fantastic review of two new blackberries and a G1
Stephen Fry, as well as being a noted actor, writer and raconteur is a bona fide gadget freak (Seriously - he made a film celebrating 25 years of GNU Happy Birthday to GNU)
He has recently reviewed the Blackberry Bold and Storm, and the GI It's a fantastic review describing the Storm's keyboard thusly
Watching someone writing an email on a Storm is like watching an antelope trying to open a packet of cigarettes.aand anyone who has every travelled with more than one electronic device with empathise with the photo of his hotel room desk. Do yourself a favour - Read it
Gillard would beat Turnbull if election held today...
Leaving aside the slight derogartory "even" this story is bad news for the conservatives, and good news for argumentative, opinionated left-wing, feminist lawyers.
Whose ranks I hope to join - being already able to tick 4 out of the 5 boxes...
(edited to correct the spelling of Turnbull's name)
Closing the desert
The Simpson Desert is one of the most fascinating, majestic places in Australia, but in the middle of summer it's also one of the harshest and the least hospitable areas, and potentially one of the most unforgiving, dangerous places.Which is nice - means there will be more tourists in Adelaide, and we all know how safe that is...
Not only does Daylight savings put the hens off the lay
It apparently also causes drought
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from Albury-Wodonga's Border Mail
I've said it before - and no doubt I'll say it again - I couldn't make this stuff up.
How do you spin this?
Austrian kills entire family with axe
This was the bit that gave me a WTF moment
The suspect, who gave his profession as a freelance public relations consultantA Public Relations Consultant?!! Oh man Firstly you'd have thought that at some point when he was hacking into his family he might have thought "hmm it's going to be hard to put a positive spin on this" and secondly, if we thought we had a bad rep before... Still I guess we're still better off that postal workers - who after all have to live with the "going postal" tag
