... or is it really daft? I've just sent Jan an email - and she's less than 10 foot away from me! I remember reading something in a newspaper when PCs first started to become more common. The drift of the article was that computers had worked their magic over their users and now office workers could no longer talk to each other, they just send emails. Now back to Jam and me then ...
On Monday evening we went out for a few drinks and I was telling Jan about another story I had going with the working title of Happyman. So today I have remembered to send her the file so she can read it when she is ready. And that is what also happens in offices too. Emails are not being sent just to say "Good morning," they are being sent to transfer needed information without having to print loads of copies to be distributed. That makes perfect sense to me.
So, what's happening in Dorktown today? Well there's a robber let of prison early on license that is now wanted back inside but has run off instead - these tossers will learn one of these days. The people of Weddington are still fighting the proposed building of 300 new house on their doorsteps. The council leader is again bleating on about something or other. Then local rag gives space to him every week as well as the two MPs (Muppet Person), that represent the area and the mayor as well. Oh yes, the local rag! There's a small article about people signing up for the mail preference service, the idea being that eventually you get less junk mail delivered to you. OK, fine ... but then the rag takes a 4 page advertising contract and wrap the whole paper in it. How much extra waste paper is that produced? The mail preference service is OK as far as it goes but it doesn't stop people going from door to door to shoving A5 flyers through your letterbox. Or the huge amount of take-away menus that we get every week. It all goes in the recycling of course but it does seem a lot of wasted effort and money to me.
Our local postie has changed. The old one was called Pete and he is currently on the sick but I don't think he will be back. Pete was good and very friendly. He loved the dogs and always waited to see them and make a fuss of them. They loved him too. I can't say enough about how good Pete was a postie. Anyway, our post was here when we got up this morning, very, very late at 10.40! In there is a letter from American Express addressed to my brother Dave. Thing is, Dave died in January 2009 and they are trying to drag him into debt for £111 for none payment of some debt or other. So I now have to phone them to get it sorted. No idea why it's taken them so long to find the debt and let us know though; one thing I am sure of, it's not getting paid!
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