Telling it like it is

We used to have a cafeteria in our company, back before our old CEO nearly ruined us and laid off 85% of the employees. At that point the cafeteria couldn't make money so it closed. When we were taken over by a company with some money and vision, we got a sort-of-cafeteria back, with some fresh stuff but mostly pre-packed salads and sandwiches, and very stale pretzels. That's gone too now but in its place we're getting something genuinely useful : a fitness centre. Cool. The official opening announcement email arrived this morning, and in my view was rendered instantly ruined by the inclusion of a release form that we have to sign if we want to use the facilities. This was then backed up by another email with the same release form in it again. In fact the release form is bigger news to our company than the actual gym itself. Why does nothing in America come "as is" any more? Why is it all backed up with lawyers and threats of legal action? Why does nobody underst...

The girl's not half bad either.

State troopers - making people feel welcome wherever they drive. So this cock is displaying every stereotype you could imagine, from poor speech, to rampant unjustified anger, to a clear lack of understanding of even the most basic concept, like "who's in front". For example, when asked why he was driving at 98mph, the tourist says he was following the car in front. The cop replies "you weren't following anyone. I was in front of you. You were leading the pack". Total. Cock. And cops wonder why so many people hate them.

Its been a busy few days for my alter-ego as IT person for the store where my wife works. They've been setting up both the new point-of-sale system for testing, and a remote site to the old point-of-sale system for a big event. The new stuff has gone relatively easily, but the old stuff - well - the server is running DOS3 and the terminals are WYSE50's. Try to get that to talk to a remote site over the internet - I dare you. Anyway, it's all up and running now and I've finally got the rest of the weekend to myself. ie. sunday afternoon. Time to spend some quality time with the Playstation.