Transpocalypse Then

So the Transpocalypse is in Liverpool this year then? I didn't go to the last one, but this could be fun, and I've got some leave due.

I think I'll have to see if I can raise a posse (this means you Mr Eichmann!) of interested bloggers, and plan an expedition.

For more info see: http://www.beckysweb.co.uk/beckysblog/2006/09/its-back.asp

I'm Spartacus!

Score one for the bad guys. :(

The higher-ups at our organisation had to report to a Parliament Select Committee about problems with the way we work, and our IT. And what do you know, they lied and said everything was fine and the staff were to blame.

The good guys got some publically available data and presented it to their MPs who then raised the matter in the Houses. Boy did the liars look silly!

Except that the two who did the whistleblowing got punished, and the liars got away scot free!
Some staff in the office they came from staged a mass walk out today (hooray). But sadly we couldn't do it. Many of us have been on the receiving end of victimisation, and they're ust looking for an excuse.

If the union says "all out", then I'm but, but sadly I can't support a wildcat. Which is a shame, because I'm al for it in theory, its just a bit tricky in practice with the really crap job market right now.

I'm not Spartacus, honest!

I'm a f**king professional

I hate my customers.

Because of professionalism and our policies I have to say things like "No I'm sure you did", "I believe you sent the money in", "No I'm sure you're not just stalling."
What I want to say is "LIAR!", "I know you haven't sent the money", "stop stalling or I send in the bailiffs!"

They're not all like that, but you dont remember the good ones do you? That's because the good ones are quick, painless, and are over in a day or two, and the bastards hang around like a bad smell for months.

Breathe. Calm. Breathe. And relax...

Are you guys in a band?

Went to a multimedia performance art thing yesterday in Norwich. It was interesting.Some peices could only be described as self indulgant wank, or as I diplomatically said at the time "too challenging for my tastes". Others were clever, deep, or even funny - if you get a chance see two acoustic performers called Silent Monkey.

It was all organised by Mooncalf Curios, some sort of East coast artistic collective. It was interesting enough that I plan to go to their next event in November. I also want to hear the second part of the spoken word fairy tale.

Highlight of the day? Turning up and loking puzzed we were greeted by one of the organisers with, "Thanks for coming, are you guys playing today?" I've been mistaken for a number of things, but not a musician before.

But its wrong...

Worried about the legal aspects of my dressing up? Fret no longer!
Here's a scan of my licence:


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