I’ve been reet busy the last couple of days. Work tends to come in waves – either bored out of my tree or buried. I much prefer being buried as it makes the time go faster.
I got sent to site on Wednesday to clear up after a third party engineer didn’t (or to be fair couldn’t) get everything done. This stretched into Thursday morning as well. And then Thursday afternoon as more and more “little jobs” arose.
It was mainly setting up new PCs, connecting them to our network, installing printers and so on. There was also an old 10Mb hub to swap out for a 24-port 10/100 switch. I didn’t get that one done as their patch cupboard was a tip (in their own admission). So I recommended that it needed ripping out, rewiring and tidied. Preferably out of hours as it would involve downtime.
I am now working all day Sunday at double time. Whoop!
As a bonus I got to shout at a few kids, which is always a laugh. Little scrotes were using the site’s back yard as a shortcut home from school. One of them had been rather rude to the little old lady in account so I collared him. ******.
So my weekend consists of sorting out Sharon’s dad’s ADSL (including rewiring his telephone extensions) and sorting out their two PCs tonight, then the Wigan game tomorrow with one of my work colleagues (who’s in a box, courtesy of the customer I was at last week – git), and then sorting this cabling thing out.
Makes a changes from last weekend where I was licking supercars and staring at some Scottish bird’s tits.
Variety, as they say…
[update – Sunday’s off as it’s too short notice for the customer. Can’t do next weekend as it’s home game against the mackems. Hopefully the week after, and a Saturday afternoon start to give me some more (over)time]

Nothing better than stairing a Scottish birds tits. Any birds tits in fact….
Am I shallow?
You bet I am
Andy – know? I think she knows the lass in question. And they are nice tits. She’d understand.
SFG – if you were any more shallow, you’d evaporate. My kinda perv.
Staring at some Scottish bird’s tits? Does L know? π