Hello. I am back. Isn't it strange when Big Tossers promise you can have your internets on August 9th and then you don't actually get them until August 25th?
I Hate them.
I HATE them.
I HATE THEM.
If Big Tossers lived near me, I would throw stones through their windows.
There is something that happens in prison sometimes. It is called 'potting'. It involves poo and wee and a bin bag and a warm radiator or set of pipes, a few days fermenting time, and then a good aim and strong throwing arm.
Whenever I think about Big Tossers, I also think about potting. It isn't a plan or a cause and effect thing. They just happen to be in the same place in my brain now. If my brain was a block of flats, Big Tossers and potting would be house mates. They'd be the ones who left their bikes and post in the communal hall way, and played loud music too late at night. Sometimes, they'd get drunk, and lean against the fridge to kiss and feel each other. But then they'd both feel bad and not mention it in the morning.
I might do some more blogs today. I have more things to say. But I just wanted to get the internet thing off my chest first.
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I read a little article the other day aimed at IT managers that said these days it would be professional negligence to rely on BT for something important because they're not up to it. Of course, IT managers have alternatives to BT; Jenns have to lump it and plot revenge.
ReplyDeleteI cannot, cannot believe how incompetent they were. Everything it was possible for them to mess up, they did do. They've sent me three different letters, addressed to three different people (none of them me) but with my password and email account details in.
ReplyDeleteI had to ring them five times to get them to actually place the order, and that was when they told me it would all go through automatically.
They are rubbish. Rubbish!!!
I am getting steamed up again now.
Drink gin and Malibu mixed together with lots of ice then breath deep and count to ten backwards. Repeat until you can't work out where number 6 goes any more.
ReplyDeleteThen drink lots of water so you don't get a headache in the morning.
L.
The last time I had a run in with them It made a section of skin on my left big toe lose all feeling,
ReplyDeleteI've just been to my old house to collect post. They gave me a brand new BT hub that they sent me for my new BT order.
ReplyDeleteI have so many swearwords. My whole body has lost feeling. When the feelings come back, they will be rage and rager and ragest.
I will pot BT.
BT is a criminal organisation Jenn, completely agree!!
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