Knowing me, knowing you...

Ah ha *

So. Anyway. Today at work, went mostly along the lines of

Dring-dring

MAiT: Hello, MAiT, here
Supplier: Hello there MAiT. I am a total knob
MAiT: OK. Thanks for calling. **

Dring-dring

MAiT: Hello, MAiT, here
Supplier: Hello there MAiT. I am a total fuckwit
MAiT: OK. Thanks for calling. **


Dring-dring

MAiT: Hello, MAiT, here
Supplier: Hello there MAiT. I am a total moron
MAiT: OK. Thanks for calling. **

Dring-dring

MAiT: Hello, MAiT, here
Supplier: Hello there MAiT. I am a total arse
MAiT: OK. Thanks for calling. **

* At last two days later I realised that it was David Schneider that I spotted in the Pleasance Courtyard

** I have summarised; all these calls lasted about 15 minutes, but the gist was that they were knobs/fuckwits/morons/arses.


Yeah, I know that there are several arts festivals on the go in the city at the moment. However I chose the BBC iplayer as my evening's entertainment.

Oh, and stop trying to wipe your monitor. That's not dust on your monitor, it's the dust on mine. Irritating, isn't it?