Just sitting here minding my own bsuiness this morning when I get a phone call from a client. Apparently the hard drive in their server is making the infamous 'Seagate Tick of Death' meaning it's just about F'shnickered (sp?). I get on my bike (yes I ride a treadly, only 1 seat though) and head off the 5 k's to the site.
After nearly being cleaned up by a couple of UAV's (urban assault vehicles) and some moron in a 4 wheeled penis extension, I get to the site only to find that the front door is locked and I have no way to get in to fix the server. Oh Joy!!!
At least I was only waiting a couple of minutes before someone came back and unlocked it.
The job took aboput half an hour, and then back on my bike and heading back to the office. By this time, my caffeine levels are so low I'm liable to fall into a permanent state of normality that I stop for a coffee with a client who was nice enough offer to buy me one.
Caffeine is taking hold and my mental state is improving to the point where I can string 2 or more words together and form a cognitive sentence. This is good, it means I might be able to get some work done today after all.
Ah what the heck. It's nearly lunch time so I might just go a little early and consume the roast pork sandwich my Fiance made for me this morning (isn't she lovely) and pretend to be working for a while.
Mood - reflective
Music - Skyhooks - Jukebox in Siberia
I just had to have a snigger at your description of the vehicles, (particularly one), that you encounterd on your way! And bicycle riding is supposed to be good for you.
Yes i must agree with you i cannot function without Caffeine in my system, however i must mention that Jukebox in Siberia is the worst song of all time . That is maybe not as bad as Private Dancer by Tina Turner.
zaphod
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