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And the servers were still down.
I find it quite simply amazing that a high tech company can manage to have two development servers go down (and stay down) and no-one gets hung, drawn and quartered for it. Particularly for a company that is shedding staff. I guess this is where the good people jump ship and leave the useless ones.
So, Telewest becomes no more than a momentary blip on the stock exchange and on my wage slips. And a subject for dinner party chat: “Oh yes, I worked for this company once. I watched TV all day! Yes, it’s true, I swear! No, I don’t know why it no longer exists.“
So, Stevie B and I played GTA virtually all day. Nicole wasn’t in. Her boiler packed it in on Saturday and the guy was coming today to fix it.
I’m starting to think I should start looking for another job, given that TW seems to be slowly rotting from within.
I’m on my final course for the rest of the week so, no doubt I’ll feel differently by next Monday.
I chatted to mum and dad this evening. Denise has a firm buyer for her house and they have to be out in four weeks. They still haven’t found anywhere else to live. Tracey is feeling a lot better since the operation.
Ruth Cracknell died today. According to mum, it was after a long illness. She was 76.
We had Brazilian fish for dinner.
