I called Hansol to report my monitor being dodgy. Basically the DVI input just does not work. Totally confusing seeing as the VGA is just fine. Did about 50 million tests to try and work out what the problem actually is but no luck. So, I had to phone them...and listen to the scary hold music.
I spoke to a nice welsh man call Nigel:-
Pre-recorded man voice:- Welcome to the technical support line. All our agents are busy at the moment please hold until one becomes available. You must have your Model Number and Serial Number ready. We cannot help you without these numbers.
Me (after giving model number and serial number and general niceties)- So, basically the dvi input just doesn't work; I've tried all kinds of things, like different cables and video cards and everything. It's a fault with the monitor not a cable or anything.
Nigel:- Ok, does the screen have power to it?
Me:- Uhm, yes. The VGA works just fine but the DVI is the problem.
Nigel:- Ok, what's DVI?
Me:- *tries not to giggle*
Bless Nigel's cotton socks. He's not very good at spelling either.
He has organised for a replacement to be delivered to me though, which makes me as happy as Larry, however happy he is.
So, I know you've all been waiting to find out but no the franking machine was not fixed yesterday...all I have to say on the matter is god bless the post office for getting in the self-stick 28p first-class stamps. We were sent a new machine today, I get to learn how to use it later. Yay!
So, Tim made up some poopy excuse about having 'work to do'. I did the post by myself.
There were one hundred and one letters. 83% of which had only one stamp on, that's 84 letters. 10% of which had two stamps (10 letters) and 7% which had three or more stamps (7 letters). All in all 128 stamps were used and 18 were left over.
I can tell what you're thinking now. Just what has that done to the graph?
I came home for lunch today to be greeted by Cepheus at the front door, waiting for me. Bless him. Only when I opened the door did I realise that obviously someone had just put junk mail through it and Cepheus was trying to figure out what the hell was going on. He wasn't waiting for me at all; he was waiting for an explanation. Unfortunately, my kitty language isn't as good as the language of food, so I just fed him and gave up.
Generally I prefer my afternoon work to my morning work. It's more fun and I'm with more people and it's generally better. The accounting stuff in the morning is good too and I like going to the bank everyday but Pat is quite boring. All she talks about normally is diets and her daughters’ babies. When I go back to work this afternoon however, I get to stick stamps on over 50 letters. Not just one stamp on each letter, oh no, most of these letters have to have three stamps. Joy. You see, TIM broke the franking machine. The franking machine is quite cool to use, I tend to see how far I can get it to spit out the letters. Doing the post today is going to be horrible. Luckily I told Tim he had to help, seeing as it's his fault. Mwhahahaha *evil laugh*
I got up this morning, after an even less successful night sleeping than usual, showered and dressed and all that. I made myself a cup of this new Indian tea stuff and I prepared some hot salt water to clean my new ear piercing with. I sat down at my computer with my cotton buds and drink and salt stuff and was thinking to myself how terrible it'd be if I dipped my cotton bud in my tea by mistake.
I finished cleaning my ear, no problems. Took a drink of tea, only it was saltier than I'd been expecting.
Anyway, the cow just moo-ed, that's my cue to go. See you about midday.
Oh yeah, for anyone that's interested, this is where I work. Don't judge us on our terrible website. To be honest, I don't know why I'm even acknowledging its existence.
I made my rats some new play stuff...out of the left over carpet things I managed to get from the nice man at the carpet shop.
Neko and Dr. Evil really like their new tunnels. I don't know how long the tunnels will actually last, seeing as they are made of just thick cardboard and will probably be destroyed in a few days. I hope the rats don't decide to munch on them. The proper tunnels that you can get from pet shops and such cost about £10 each. The tunnels I made were free. Well, actually there was some cost in them...the cost of the aforementioned string (see previous post about kittens)...oh and dignity. I had to carry a roll of carpet about the same size as myself and two 9ft long cardboard tubes from the carpet shop to the house. It wasn't fun. The cat toy that it was originally for didn't even get finished. Although, I think our plans for it were a little over the top.
I like my new rats, even though their claws still slice me up like a freshly cooked chicken.
I had a dream last night that Addz from The Big Game was in charge of some kind of group activity thing, possibly LAN related, who knows, but he told me I wasn’t allowed to join in until I’d brushed my teeth. Consequently, I spent the rest of the dream trying to locate a toothbrush. ZiK, Djarcas and some guy, who I know I’ve seen at LANs but I have no idea of his name, were helping me.
I woke up this morning, not only to find the above blogged link in my inbox but also to find what used to be a roll of yellow string trailing from an upstairs room to the downstairs kitchen. Now, unless Izz was doing some crazy experiment that he’s now too embarrassed to admit to, I reckon it was the kittens. Damn their crazy senses’ of fun.
Today, at work, I told Tim (the boss' son) that he should get a purple shirt. During his lunch break he did. I was kinda scared but got over it quick enough when I realised I could use this power to my advantage.
