Big Fat Pile Of Nothing To Do
May. 11th, 2004 05:12 pm.. which, enjoyable though it may be in the short term, is a bit of a worry in the long when you're self-employed. Particularly three months down the road when I should be paid for the things I'm not doing right now. Still, given the running round the country I was doing last week I can hardly complain that people aren't suing each other enough these days, I suppose.
Though they aren't.
I also have a distressing amount of nothing to write here. I'd like to claim this is because all my energy is directed elsewhere these days, but it wouldn't be true. Well, not very true.
Went to a gig last night with Rob and Steph: Keane -oops, that website just crashed my browser- at the Kentish Town Forum, and very fab they were too. My suggestion to Steph that they were a bunch of upper-middle class types with very expensive educations was, I think, only supported by the fact the keyboardist's name is Tim Rice-Oxley, but I'm hardly in a position to point fingers, or indeed care, about that. Supposedly the Next Big Thing, though I don't know I'd go that far. Must have been the first time in many years I've been to a proper gig, as opposed to a festival.
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I forget who it was who told me recently that when they told Orange they were intending to switch to G3 (and who wouldn't, they have Anna Friel advertising for them wearing not very much are significantly cheaper) they were told "ooh, don't want to go there, they'll put you onto a call centre in Bombay you know". Which was interesting, as I'm currently irritated enough with Orange to be considering ditching them when my current contract is dead. What I'm hoping is they'll try the same line on me, so I can ask whether what they're seeking to imply is (a) that people in Newcastle are more deserving of paid jobs than those in Bombay; (b) that people in Newcastle are more intelligent and able to help than those in Bombay; (c) that unlike the Bombay call-centre person, the one in Newcastle will be able to jump into their car and drive down to London to help me in person if I have a real problem; or (d) that a Newcastle accent is more comprehensible to an Irishman brought up in the south of England than a Bombay one is.