For the middle of August it was surprisingly cold last
night. I blame “er indoors TM” who turns on the fan in the
small hours then wraps herself in the duvet.
I made toast, watched an episode of "Shameless"
and had a look at Facebook. Squabbles abounded, as they always seem to do.
Laurel & Hardy, garden ponds, Lego... you name it there is always someone
trying to belittle someone else for the most trivial reason.
I tried to have a quick Munz session but the entire Munzee
thing was still down. There had been some maintenance done on the Munzee
servers which was supposed to have been all sorted by yesterday evening.
Presumably there was more to maintain than they had bargained for.
I set off to work listening to the radio with something of
a sense of amazement. University
chiefs are recommending that students who don't get their first choice of
course get in fast with their second and third choices as this year they are
expecting stiff competition with more eighteen-year-olds than usual and a lot
of international students all competing for limited places on courses.
I can't work out why people have second and third choices.
If you get turned down for (say) maths, why on Earth then enroll for
history or geography? If you don't get the course you want, why run up debts on
something you didn't want to study in the first place?
Mind you apparently one in five university students now operate
from the family home as the cost of living in digs or student halls is
becoming prohibitive.
I stopped off at Tesco to get a sandwich (for the simple
reason that I couldn't find my sandwich box this morning). When I came to
pay there was a minor rumpus at the tills. One woman announced (quite
rightly) that she didn't work there, and either Tesco could give her a
serious reduction for using the self-service tills, or they could open a till
for her. A till was opened, and immediately lots of people (including me)
formed a queue for that till. So many that a second till had to be opened.
Work was work; again the newest staff were amazed to find that
I had more tattoos than everyone else in the department put together.
After another dull day I came home. “er indoors TM”
was a tad late back from the Godinton estate where she’d been on cat
supervising duties, so we scoffed KFC as we watched the season finale of “Star
Trek: Strange New Worlds”.
It was rather good – I didn’t see the (in retrospect
entirely expected) twist coming.
The Munzee servers are still down…
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