Here Be Dragons

I Want My Headset.

Hey, you and you, can you tell me what (if anything) you did to remove the suck that is ads on your blogs.

I thought it might be something to do with having a new style blogger template, necause he doesn't have one of them, and he still has crappy ads. But he has one of them (nothing else mind) and he still has crappy ads. So what is up with that.

And now I present: Some crap I wrote yesterday, whilst I sat on hold to the Paradise help desk....

Well, teh Internet is broken here at work, and therefore I can do nothing, just like the goggles. OK, I can do something, I can do this, and I can sit on hold for the Paradise help desk. Although if Emma's words are accurate, then their phones are probably broken. So, while I sit on hold and listen to bad bad easy listening crapola, I shall spout easy reading crapola.

Firstly, the snow. It is good, and it is pretty, and I'm glad I don't live somewhere where it snows a lot, for while it is good and pretty in small doses, it strikes me that it would suck a lot if it was outside more than just every so often. And walking to work in the snow was slower and more slippery than really necessary. It no doubt made for some great photo ops.

I miss my headset from ADT. I don't really need a headset, maybe just a better phone, because this phone is the impossible to hold on shoulder and type well, or comfortably phone. Icky. So, yes bring on headsets. I have now been on hold (with only one "we are sorry" message) for 16 mins. This song goes on and on. (But is not the song that never ends).

On the rugby. Now I'm not a rugby fan, I'm more of a "when we kick arse" fan. But it was still a bit sad to get smacked around by South Africa on the weekend. Sara, who is more rugby wise than me, made what seems an emminently sensible compaint. Something along the lines of:

A few games ago we were kicking arse and taking names. Then we tried this new flat backline bizzo and have stopped kicking arse, and in fact are being kicked. Yet we continue to use afore mentioned flat backline. Now while I don't have a problem with coaches trying new things. surely, when new things don't work, on a number of occassions, you think to yourself "hmm, that didn't work, and now we are not kicking arse, like we were justa few weeks ago. How about we stop doing what we are doing, and start winning again" or something.

Although this was put into my unique linguistic parlance. I agree with her.

OK, the helpdesk tells me it will fixed in an hour. Super. It took them 35 mins of hold to tell me that. RAD. What's more it is effecting ALL paradise customers. Lame, with a capital suck. Speaking of sucking, the Paradise helpdesk does not suck as much as the ticketek site does. I know, because I wanted to look up muse information, and it sucked at telling me what I needed to know. Sucked hard. Luckily, (noting my super segue styles), we can now mock ticketek, and its staff.

But you forget two important things.
1. You are not completely anonymous when you surf from work.
2. You are a complete idiot.

Mock, and mock well.

Right, it is back to the future time. And yet I am still on hold to Paradise. Even though it is the next day. Well, not actually still, in terms of "since then" more along the lines of still, in terms of extra commas, and again being on hold. This time, for something useful. Speciffically why something isn't working, wait, that is what I was doing yesterday. But anyway, the man just solved my problems, informing me that the client passwords had gotten out of sync with each other. Which does explain the problem, but also makes me go "BAH!" that took 40 mins of my life on hold to you people, and damnit it sucked.

Yes I could have sent them an email, but I sent them one last week asking the question, and they have not yet replied, and said client is becoming grumpy.

Right, now to the games, with the shooting and the geeking and the stuff.

Tomorrow, or more rightly, later, I will provide a review of some things. But not now. No. Oh, and on Friday I'm going to Dunedin on the Undie. Huzzah.

Posted by luther at August 17, 2004 07:07 PM | TrackBack