Scratch

Here you will find older scratches, musings and other detritus that once were located on the front pages, but have now faded.

Filed away here to collect dust and cobwwwebs in perpetuity, links may break, facts may change and data may corrupt.

On occasion I may come down here to tidy, but for the most, I prefer to leave the past where it lies.

 

Contractors

Contractors, like anything, can be good or they bad for you. Much like salt. Too little you die. Too much you die. Just right however, and next thing you know you're on the floor having been clubbed to death by an angry bear.

One minute you are in an exhibition centre and the next you are in an Executive box @ Twickenham. Offers of lunch in the afternoon to tie in with a work are good. Better if its remote from the office. Not so good if they get caught in traffic, thereby commiting you to sit and wait, perhaps doing some paperwork here or there as you idly watch the clock tick by, knowing of the impending doom that inevitably awaits when you eventually get home, but unable to do anything to speed things up.

Its bad enough that you arrive home late because of traffic that you had no control over. Not through some pre-arrangemnt or other nefarious activity, just bad luck.

And on the occasion you do have a beer as you wait, whats worse, arrive home having been out drinking or admit you paid for it?*

Try explaining that one away.

6 Nov 2007 21:27 | (1) comment | Thoughts

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