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Must...not...give in... to temptation
Thursday, December 16th, 2004 12:26 amEvery year I know in advance that this is going to be a busy time, but the reality of it still outstrips the anticipation.
Trying to keep five things on the boil and working out the whys and wherefores of the code behind an electronic claim form, because an auditor disagrees with the help text, while the clock ticks down is quite, quite draining. That, I suppose, is the price of being the local expert.
I had a heart-warming moment when one of the senior economists described a piece of work done last year by the Boss from Hell TM as a piece of drivel, pointing out that people shouldn't make amendments in a hurry to things they don't understand. Bliss. It's a pity she wasn't there, I was robbed of a schadenfreude moment. Still, you get what you can.
My acquisitive gene has kicked in again. I am not good at resisting temptation once my mind has latched onto something. This despite the fact that intellectually I know that I don't need it. Yes, folks, I've seen a phone I like, and the deal looks quite enticing. The trouble is, my current phone is only just over 12 months old, and only suffers from the failing that it is rather quiet, meaning that a phone conversation on Victoria Street is problematic at times.
However.
I really don't need a new phone, and with the move coming up, I should be conserving money, rather than committing it to the purchase of items I neither need nor have a use for all the functions.
But it looks cool, and has a louder speaker and ring tone than the one I have. And a 1.3 mega pixel camera, and...
Pah.
Just avoid the myriad phone shops in the average High Street for about 6 months, and some new contrivance will come along to beguile my pocket.
Trying to keep five things on the boil and working out the whys and wherefores of the code behind an electronic claim form, because an auditor disagrees with the help text, while the clock ticks down is quite, quite draining. That, I suppose, is the price of being the local expert.
I had a heart-warming moment when one of the senior economists described a piece of work done last year by the Boss from Hell TM as a piece of drivel, pointing out that people shouldn't make amendments in a hurry to things they don't understand. Bliss. It's a pity she wasn't there, I was robbed of a schadenfreude moment. Still, you get what you can.
My acquisitive gene has kicked in again. I am not good at resisting temptation once my mind has latched onto something. This despite the fact that intellectually I know that I don't need it. Yes, folks, I've seen a phone I like, and the deal looks quite enticing. The trouble is, my current phone is only just over 12 months old, and only suffers from the failing that it is rather quiet, meaning that a phone conversation on Victoria Street is problematic at times.
However.
I really don't need a new phone, and with the move coming up, I should be conserving money, rather than committing it to the purchase of items I neither need nor have a use for all the functions.
But it looks cool, and has a louder speaker and ring tone than the one I have. And a 1.3 mega pixel camera, and...
Pah.
Just avoid the myriad phone shops in the average High Street for about 6 months, and some new contrivance will come along to beguile my pocket.