It's Wednesday, and I'm completely knackered, stressed and fed up delighted to be alive! Hurrah. So, what went wrong yesterday? Well, we began with a mistake on a batch of our event tickets, which came back from the printers with only half our telephone number on them (If you have any queries, please call 02920 81.) Then, a colleague of mine who thought he'd booked himself and his van onto a ferry crossing in November found he'd actually booked onto a crossing in August, two months ago. Ooops, and byebye £200! Finally, a SatNav obsessed colleague was heading for his hotel, and rang me to say,
"It's not there."
"Well it must be!"
"Nope, I've followed the SatNav directions exactly, and there's nothing here except a few cows and an old tree stump."
It was just across the road behind him. Now, I love my workmates, and usually I love SatNavs too, but don't always put your trust in technology, for sometimes it is evil.
There are plenty of other people having bad weeks, of course. For example there's Simon Curtis, who chalked up the lowest score ever on Mastermind for the specialist subject round - just one point (his chosen topic was the movies of Jim Carrey). He'd previously won £250,000 on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire! This must have been a momentary lapse in intelligence, and is easily topped in the stupidity rankings by the US tycoon who was forced to pull out of a deal to sell a Picasso painting for £74 million... because he put his elbow through it!
Perhaps things aren't so bad after all. Certainly by the end of yesterday I was cheering right up, because I went round to my mate Fiona's house for tea (which, spookily, turned out to be my current housemate's old flat!), and she managed to cook me exactly what I was in the mood for, namely a large slab of meat with melting cheese, and ice cream for afters. Top stuff!
