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Parking Patroller 53 When I got into work today the gaffer comes over to me.

"Billy, about that ticket."
"Aye what about it?"
He produces a portfolio, with pictures of the van, AFTER I had already seen it with the ticket scrunched up in the window. (meaning he'd gone and come back later for the pictures!)
"You can't do that again or we might get all our permits taken off us.
"Aye OK."
"It's not funny, we could lose all our permits."
"Aye OK." (I must have been giggling)

Let's face it it IS funny. I mean someone has obviously got themselves fairly stressed up over this, lmao.

WTF is that all about, I mean, I got ticketed for parking on double yellows, fair point. But where does patroller 53 get off sending pictures of the incident to my work?!?!?! what's all that about?

I mean, give me the ticket or give me a warning. Bastard.

I'll see if I can get a hold of the 'portfolio' tomorrow to post on here. Oh, I paid the ticket tonight. The way I figure it, I made more money by parkin gon the double yellows than the fine so screw patroller 53, after all, he's screwing us!

btk ;o)

Labels: Aberdeen, Work

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Bach - Invention for Harpsichord n° 8 - (Paul Gilbert)

I was reading through some of the crap on the ultimate guitar site while looking for tabs when I came across a reference to Paul Gilbert and a fast picking style. I put Paul Gilbert into youtube and found this little number.

As a guitar learnee I am totally inspired now.

Labels: Music

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Inter-effing-net effing Explorer

In fact while it's in my head, one of the boys at work, Aaron from the office, reckoned his mate found an exploit in windows and wrote a patch for it, ensuring the worlds security once more. Multi Billionaire Bill Gates sent him a Microsoft jacket.

Same aforementioned Aaron when told of my interest in scripting, "You don't look like a computer programmer, you look like a plumber."

*Facepalm*

billy ;o)

Labels: PC, Rant, Work

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That ship, called, dig-ni-teeeeeeeeee. Innes says, "you can't put a price on your dignity"

How about £30 to £330?

That's how much it COSTS me to go out to work. What's wrong with this picture? I thought it was a Labour government! haha. First, let me explain the workings of my financial situation...

Catty works full time(or will once her maternity ends) at Aker Kvaerner. She makes about the same amount of money as I make at the cooncil. You'd think therefor that by me working we'd be doubling our income right?

Wrong!

You see we have children, four, young, children to be precise. Well it turns out you need to provide care for them (ha! who'd have thought, eh?). This care has to happen even when you can't provide it yourself because, say, you need to go to work at the cooncil.

Step in the childminders. Except, we have FOUR children, looking for childminding mid-school year. Four children just isn't a workable number. Childminders have one, two or if you are really lucky three spaces available. But they aren't cheap.

During school time alone it would cost £30-£50 MORE THAN I MAKE PER WEEK per week, just for childcare. During school holidays this would soar to almost £350 MORE THAN I MAKE PER WEEK per week. This takes into account the tax credits childcare allowance.

I am forced to resign my job when Catty goes back after her maternity leave. I mean, who pays to go to work?? It's a sorry state indeed when you are better off not working.

Labels: Aberdeen, Kids, Work

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