Monday, June 20, 2005
Adventure 25: 20th June 2005
"Does it sting or doesn't it ?...." Hey y'all, while I've got a few moments to kill I thought I'd deploy another adventure....
Friday 17th June:
Now where did I leave you, oh yeah, so I'd just finished speaking to Quitline Direct about, how come I could get my car insurance sooo much cheaper elsewhere...you saw from last time...Then the phone rings..."Hillo" says a very stern voice (this obviously the customer services person, trained by some remote ninja guru in how to get what they want and make their customers feel all warm an fuzzy), "Can I help you ?", err hang on, she rang me soooo, "well I don't know it depends if you can sort out why I can get cheaper car insurance quotes from your competitors and from your own web site..", "well this is the renewals department....I've got your internet application here" funny I didn't know I was applying for anything (well with them anyway), "you've got here your companies business as security products", "Yeaaahhhs", I respond completely unimpressed at her vain attempt to intimidate me, "Well your renewal states that it's manufacturing!!!", that's it she's got me, damn and I thought I was doing so well, quite what the relevance of my companies business is to my car insurance, considering that it's not rallying or stunt driving, I'm not sure, but she's fallen into my little trap, "yes well my company is Don't Be Daft International, they MANUFACTURE SECURITY PRODUCTS so it could be either", got her, she's on the run now, there's nowhere to hide, when all else fails, get even more stroppy..."well which one would you like it to be ?", ahaa sensing the kill is imminent, "whichever one is cheaper", ooooh I could really go off me I really could, "err, ahem, well we don't operate like that", "well you can seem my point can't you ? I can't remember what I said last year, you need to get your web site sorted out if that's a problem...", I'm really giving her a hard time, serves her right for being grumpy, "You didn't put down the two accidents on your internet application", ooh she's trying, she's really trying..."which too accidents were those then ?","the one in June 2004 and the one in 2001...", "right, well the one in 2001 is more than 3 years ago by my calculation, wasn't my fault i.e. the guy shunted me and neither of these two accidents were on this policy or in the car I'm trying to insure, soooo", "that doesn't matter they're accidents", funny that I remember them being accidents too, of course I was there at the time so that probably keeps it clear in my mind. She puts me on hold, then comes back, reads me the rules and regulations, paying particular attention to the bits about giving false information, then she puts me on hold to talk to the "underwriters", oooh I just can't wait, the suspense is killing me, "hilloo, right I've spoken to the underwriters and apparently the quote is correct £350", "hmmm" I'm keeping her on the edge of her seat now, "ok well I'll have to come back to you about that", I punch in all my details again, include the one accident (2004) that's relevant on the Eunsure site and hey presto...£288, it's a tough call but I decide to go with Eunsure....
Saturday 18th June 2005:
Thank god for that! It's Saturday, no work for the next four days yipply doo dar.
I remember that I have to send an email to RammedBox, it's another long story that I'll try miserably to shorten. Basically I ordered some blank DVD's, sure enough on thursday they arrived, I unpacked them, then Jumblewoman, Mandy's sister wanted a copy of "Screwing it" a BBC TV series first two episodes that she'd missed, so I slam in one of the new DVD's to discover they're DVD-R and not DVD+R. The difference is subtle and unimportant so I won't bore you with the details, I've much more impressive things to bore you with the details of ! Soo I emailed, more out desperation than hope, customer dis-services, to discover them very compliant, I got an email then a telephone call saying they'd arrange to pick up the "faulty" DVD's, I'd already placed an order for the correct one's so this should be fairly straight forward, no ?, No! Having changed the delivery address to work, coz, there isn't anyone at home during the day, now Mandy's Painting & Decorating business is taking off (quite why she'd volunteer to go an paint someone elses house I don't know). So Friday comes and I explain to reception that a man from Unintellink will be coming to swap them over and I parcel up the "faulty" one's with far too much bubble wrap. Friday comes and sure enough the man turns up and delivers my order, but....doesn't pick up the "faulty" one's aaaagghhh, so I send off my email to RammedBox explaining what's happened.
Friday night I get home, to discover an unintellink card has been posted through the door, I'm beginning to get a bad feeling about this....
So Saturday, I'm checking my mail and sure enough there's one from Steve at RammedBox, saying that yes Unintellink have screwed up and the pick up would happen on Monday, from my house, luckily I'm off but unluckily I'm not in all day....
The last episode of Doctor Who ? series 27 has just finished, what a finish, very impressive and the kids are now outside, re-enacting the episode with a hint of Star Wars thrown in, sort of Dr Who Versus Darth Vader, with light sabres and everything....
Sunday 19th June 2005 (Fathers Day):
Like every father up and down the country, the day breaks, and I lie there and I lie there, nothing, not a cheeky smile, not the sight of Mandy scantily clad in her ironing outfit (bikini top and short skirt (well that's what it was yesterday)), nope nuttin, It's about 40 degrees so I have to get up and make tea, Mandy's head is still, unfortunately welded to the pillow, so she only takes a couple of hours to resusitate....
My card arrives with two 'orrible sprogs' attached to it, "Happy fathers day" comes the somewhat unconvincing chant and they return fairly quickly back to their playstations and computer games. The card contains 3 cinema tickets to see Batman Begins, something I'm most impressed with, only trouble is I've got to find 2 children to take with me, can't think for the life of me, who they would be ;-))
We hot foot it over to Spitfire Dave's (Mandy's dad) to give him his card and Cashbase (aaaghh resistance is futile) vouchers, Jack isn't feeling very well (obviously hasn't had his fill of christians souls this morning).
He's complaining of stinging and burning when he wee's, so we suspect a urine infection.
Mandy phones DontphoneusDocs, and insists that someone see's him, so we jump back in the far too hot, "ooh ow, leather seats"... car and drive over to the hospital. Now given his complaint it's a bit gauling to see that we're asked to sit in the Yellow waiting area !!! A quick sample test later and our fears are confirmed, it's urinary infection antibiotics are prescribed, which ironically are also yellow...hmmmm...is someone taking the (now that would be ironic!! and not to mention a little ridiculous!)...
I note with interest the sign on the door stating that due to an outbreak of something deadly, they're restricting visiting hours.... It also states that children under 12 and the elderly and anyone showing symptoms of the outbroken disease should stay away. Under 12 and the elderly ok I understand, but if you've got it then surely you'd want to go to hospital ? What do you do if you've got an uncurable disease if they won't let you in the hospital ? hmmmm...
NOTE: Dear action filmakers, please...slow down your fight sequences, I thought it was just coz I was old and my eyes were crap, but POD tells me afterwards that he was struggling to understand who was ripping the head off of who, so clearly it's not just me.
The cinema was bursting at the seams...with air...tell a lie there were about 8 of us in there. For some reason on a bright sunny, bloody hot (36 degrees) June day, people don't seem to want to go to the cinema...very odd !! We enjoyed the film anyhow in a lovely dark air conditioned room, and a quick check on the time when we got out reveals that it was gone 7pm !!!??? How did that happen ? Went in at 4:30pm came out at 7:30pm...Monday tomorrow..and a day off !!!
Friday 17th June:
Now where did I leave you, oh yeah, so I'd just finished speaking to Quitline Direct about, how come I could get my car insurance sooo much cheaper elsewhere...you saw from last time...Then the phone rings..."Hillo" says a very stern voice (this obviously the customer services person, trained by some remote ninja guru in how to get what they want and make their customers feel all warm an fuzzy), "Can I help you ?", err hang on, she rang me soooo, "well I don't know it depends if you can sort out why I can get cheaper car insurance quotes from your competitors and from your own web site..", "well this is the renewals department....I've got your internet application here" funny I didn't know I was applying for anything (well with them anyway), "you've got here your companies business as security products", "Yeaaahhhs", I respond completely unimpressed at her vain attempt to intimidate me, "Well your renewal states that it's manufacturing!!!", that's it she's got me, damn and I thought I was doing so well, quite what the relevance of my companies business is to my car insurance, considering that it's not rallying or stunt driving, I'm not sure, but she's fallen into my little trap, "yes well my company is Don't Be Daft International, they MANUFACTURE SECURITY PRODUCTS so it could be either", got her, she's on the run now, there's nowhere to hide, when all else fails, get even more stroppy..."well which one would you like it to be ?", ahaa sensing the kill is imminent, "whichever one is cheaper", ooooh I could really go off me I really could, "err, ahem, well we don't operate like that", "well you can seem my point can't you ? I can't remember what I said last year, you need to get your web site sorted out if that's a problem...", I'm really giving her a hard time, serves her right for being grumpy, "You didn't put down the two accidents on your internet application", ooh she's trying, she's really trying..."which too accidents were those then ?","the one in June 2004 and the one in 2001...", "right, well the one in 2001 is more than 3 years ago by my calculation, wasn't my fault i.e. the guy shunted me and neither of these two accidents were on this policy or in the car I'm trying to insure, soooo", "that doesn't matter they're accidents", funny that I remember them being accidents too, of course I was there at the time so that probably keeps it clear in my mind. She puts me on hold, then comes back, reads me the rules and regulations, paying particular attention to the bits about giving false information, then she puts me on hold to talk to the "underwriters", oooh I just can't wait, the suspense is killing me, "hilloo, right I've spoken to the underwriters and apparently the quote is correct £350", "hmmm" I'm keeping her on the edge of her seat now, "ok well I'll have to come back to you about that", I punch in all my details again, include the one accident (2004) that's relevant on the Eunsure site and hey presto...£288, it's a tough call but I decide to go with Eunsure....
Saturday 18th June 2005:
Thank god for that! It's Saturday, no work for the next four days yipply doo dar.
I remember that I have to send an email to RammedBox, it's another long story that I'll try miserably to shorten. Basically I ordered some blank DVD's, sure enough on thursday they arrived, I unpacked them, then Jumblewoman, Mandy's sister wanted a copy of "Screwing it" a BBC TV series first two episodes that she'd missed, so I slam in one of the new DVD's to discover they're DVD-R and not DVD+R. The difference is subtle and unimportant so I won't bore you with the details, I've much more impressive things to bore you with the details of ! Soo I emailed, more out desperation than hope, customer dis-services, to discover them very compliant, I got an email then a telephone call saying they'd arrange to pick up the "faulty" DVD's, I'd already placed an order for the correct one's so this should be fairly straight forward, no ?, No! Having changed the delivery address to work, coz, there isn't anyone at home during the day, now Mandy's Painting & Decorating business is taking off (quite why she'd volunteer to go an paint someone elses house I don't know). So Friday comes and I explain to reception that a man from Unintellink will be coming to swap them over and I parcel up the "faulty" one's with far too much bubble wrap. Friday comes and sure enough the man turns up and delivers my order, but....doesn't pick up the "faulty" one's aaaagghhh, so I send off my email to RammedBox explaining what's happened.
Friday night I get home, to discover an unintellink card has been posted through the door, I'm beginning to get a bad feeling about this....
So Saturday, I'm checking my mail and sure enough there's one from Steve at RammedBox, saying that yes Unintellink have screwed up and the pick up would happen on Monday, from my house, luckily I'm off but unluckily I'm not in all day....
The last episode of Doctor Who ? series 27 has just finished, what a finish, very impressive and the kids are now outside, re-enacting the episode with a hint of Star Wars thrown in, sort of Dr Who Versus Darth Vader, with light sabres and everything....
Sunday 19th June 2005 (Fathers Day):
Like every father up and down the country, the day breaks, and I lie there and I lie there, nothing, not a cheeky smile, not the sight of Mandy scantily clad in her ironing outfit (bikini top and short skirt (well that's what it was yesterday)), nope nuttin, It's about 40 degrees so I have to get up and make tea, Mandy's head is still, unfortunately welded to the pillow, so she only takes a couple of hours to resusitate....
My card arrives with two 'orrible sprogs' attached to it, "Happy fathers day" comes the somewhat unconvincing chant and they return fairly quickly back to their playstations and computer games. The card contains 3 cinema tickets to see Batman Begins, something I'm most impressed with, only trouble is I've got to find 2 children to take with me, can't think for the life of me, who they would be ;-))
We hot foot it over to Spitfire Dave's (Mandy's dad) to give him his card and Cashbase (aaaghh resistance is futile) vouchers, Jack isn't feeling very well (obviously hasn't had his fill of christians souls this morning).
He's complaining of stinging and burning when he wee's, so we suspect a urine infection.
Mandy phones DontphoneusDocs, and insists that someone see's him, so we jump back in the far too hot, "ooh ow, leather seats"... car and drive over to the hospital. Now given his complaint it's a bit gauling to see that we're asked to sit in the Yellow waiting area !!! A quick sample test later and our fears are confirmed, it's urinary infection antibiotics are prescribed, which ironically are also yellow...hmmmm...is someone taking the (now that would be ironic!! and not to mention a little ridiculous!)...
I note with interest the sign on the door stating that due to an outbreak of something deadly, they're restricting visiting hours.... It also states that children under 12 and the elderly and anyone showing symptoms of the outbroken disease should stay away. Under 12 and the elderly ok I understand, but if you've got it then surely you'd want to go to hospital ? What do you do if you've got an uncurable disease if they won't let you in the hospital ? hmmmm...
NOTE: Dear action filmakers, please...slow down your fight sequences, I thought it was just coz I was old and my eyes were crap, but POD tells me afterwards that he was struggling to understand who was ripping the head off of who, so clearly it's not just me.
The cinema was bursting at the seams...with air...tell a lie there were about 8 of us in there. For some reason on a bright sunny, bloody hot (36 degrees) June day, people don't seem to want to go to the cinema...very odd !! We enjoyed the film anyhow in a lovely dark air conditioned room, and a quick check on the time when we got out reveals that it was gone 7pm !!!??? How did that happen ? Went in at 4:30pm came out at 7:30pm...Monday tomorrow..and a day off !!!
# posted by cre8 @ 2:19 AM 
