A New Rant

Just a short post today but still, I'm afraid, in ranting mode! My printer's ink cartridges finally packed up on Friday so new ones were desperate. As we were near Curry's on Saturday morning, in we went to buy some. £10-something each and I wanted 4 - flaming taters. But well you've got to have them haven't you? I've had these comparables (or whatever they're called) before and they don't last 5 minutes so I wanted genuine Epson Stylus ones. Oh well, I thought, philosophically, bang goes the skirt and top and, apart from a very loud rant in the car on the way to Tescos, said no more about it.

Until we saw them. There they were, in Tescos, for a little over £7 each - AND they had a multipack of all four at about £24! I was incensed and despatched himself back to Curry's to take them back and tell them why. He wimped out on that and just said he'd got the wrong ones for his wife and could they please credit them back into the debit card. "Well sir," they said, "This is not your card, it's Mrs M's," True but, as he pointed out, I couldn't go back myself. "Well it's fraud to use someone else's card," and the manager was sent for. Fortunately he saw sense and said he thought it would be alright as he was putting something in not taking it out. So poor Keith got out alive, and all for four way overpriced printer cartridges.

Hands up who knows what this is?

I know it looks like a doorstopper, and it sort of is, but actually it's today's Keithism.

It's actually a wheat bag acting as a doorstopper. It's fastened by string to the door handle so that when I want to close the door all I hve to do is throw the bag in onto the floor of the cupboard (it's what I use as an office and it's where I'm sitting now). When I open the door again the string pulls the bag out and it sits itself by the open door. Nifty huh? But here's the good bit: if I happen to get a neckache from sitting here I can just throw the whole thing in the microwave for a minute and you have instant drug-free relief from an aching neck! Oh boy, this guy missed his vocation somewhere!!

While he was at it he thought he might as well have a bit of a square-up in there. Normally hate it if anyone messes about with my officey bits and pieces. They may look a mess but they'r my mess and I know where everything is. What he did was put a bank of switches on the wall and hung the phone on the wall so I don't keep knocking t off, he cleaned the computer monitor - see h ow it gleams? - and he dusted AND POLISHED my desk and then put the papers carefully back on it. He sorted out all the eectric spaghetti under the desk too - BLESS THAT MAN.

I'm off to bed now. By the way, the baby I signed off with last time wasn't me I'm pleased to say!

This isn't me either, it's Mimuther on her 80th birthday

lots of love, Angie, xxx