I have been recycled again!
Three departments in three weeks, it is like pass the parcel!
I am now going to take calls for me but I have to log them on one system send my self a email with all the details on and inform the customer some on will be in touch to make an appointment (me) end the call if no calls are coming in I then switch to the other system, I have always used, open the email try to decipher the gibberish the sender has bashed in it, call the customer and make an appointment.
Comment to the effect of "I was talking to you just now?" Are common, I reply "I was some one els then" is treated by resigned laughter or a deep Sigh of tenants that have been using council services for a long time.
Welcome to the nut house is written over my back door on the inside as there all loons out there I will say it again I am the only sane human in existence.
I have been swimming this week, the new pool has easy access, a chap comes to the clinging room with a special wheelchair takes you to the edge of the pool and tips you in, they never said it would be easy to get out.
With lots of lard rubbed all over for insulation I managed to bob about for a bit that was nice.
All the lard mins are running flat out, the bcb (burnt crunchy bits) content has been climbing over recant months but gsf (Gary slimy froth) has dropped so prices have dropped, I recommend bulk buying now as this will not last.
On the radio front I have had my loop extended it now goes through the conservatory then i have twelve garden canes fastened to the concrete posts the loop goes up and down the fence over the workshop up into the loft a lap of the loft then down to the radio, it is working well with the added benefit of at parts of the wire standing voltage of several thousand, so anyone climbing over will get rf burns (radio frequency burns, sort of cooks the meat from the inside with no obvious external indication).