Watch this space/wait and see

Ted continues to ramp up his Summer Of Self-Indulgence. He tells me his heart attack has made him realise his time on this planet is short, and he wants to enjoy every second of it. If he carries on in his current vein, there won't be that many seconds left for him to enjoy...
I'm taking bets on what gives up first - his long-suffering wife or his fragile heart.

No joy on my campaign to let me wear headphones at work. Dave said he doesn't have a problem, but approval would have to come from the Store Manager - Esther - who apparently welcomes suggestions from staff the way she would welcome Freddie Kruger to a coffee morning.
It's typical of today's world, and today's companies. They're run by people with degrees but no experience, who think the key to success is to have every store looking identical and fail to realise that the only people who really understand what the customers want are the ones who are down there dealing with them every day. Let's see Esther in a uniform spending 10 hours a night placing tinned goods on a shelf in date order and see if she wouldn't welcome a spell with an iPod. Uncaring bitch in her ivory tower with her pension and her power-suit and her ninety quid haircut like Morticia Addams, I bet she's never done a real days work in her worthless life.
Having said all that, she might say 'yes,' so personally I'm reserving judgement.

RC 14-8-09