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Yesterday was weird, today was crap.
I was awoken by Orange cutting me off for the sake of #10, and then my card wouldn't authorise paymnet over the phone... I spent my first hour awake rushing around trying to confirm that I still had some money (I have) and trying to convince Orange that they wanted to take my money (they have). They've now graciously permitted me incoming calls again, but I still don't have outgoing. This is particularly off-pissing since my mother gets cut off just about every month, and she's never had incoming calls suspended. NEVER.
In short: I hate Orange, and when this contract expires, I'm going to PAYG with another company. My phone number will change and it will take me months to transfer all the numbers from my old phone, and it will be lengthy and tiresome. In other news, the scars from my DIY nose-removal operation are healing up fine.
It's a good thing I _did_ get incoming calls turned back on, because I just had a call from a nice recruitment consultant lady, who's made an appointment with me for tomorrow, regarding temporary work in museums!
And yesterday's funny little job man does exist, if only on the internet, because he answered my email! Yay!
And all my fears about no-one wanting to supervise my dissertation have been washed away by the announcement that it's all been delayed because KCL is appointing more new staff than is entirely good for it, so no-one quite knows who'll be supervising what next year. I am a good person. I am. I am.
I was awoken by Orange cutting me off for the sake of #10, and then my card wouldn't authorise paymnet over the phone... I spent my first hour awake rushing around trying to confirm that I still had some money (I have) and trying to convince Orange that they wanted to take my money (they have). They've now graciously permitted me incoming calls again, but I still don't have outgoing. This is particularly off-pissing since my mother gets cut off just about every month, and she's never had incoming calls suspended. NEVER.
In short: I hate Orange, and when this contract expires, I'm going to PAYG with another company. My phone number will change and it will take me months to transfer all the numbers from my old phone, and it will be lengthy and tiresome. In other news, the scars from my DIY nose-removal operation are healing up fine.
It's a good thing I _did_ get incoming calls turned back on, because I just had a call from a nice recruitment consultant lady, who's made an appointment with me for tomorrow, regarding temporary work in museums!
And yesterday's funny little job man does exist, if only on the internet, because he answered my email! Yay!
And all my fears about no-one wanting to supervise my dissertation have been washed away by the announcement that it's all been delayed because KCL is appointing more new staff than is entirely good for it, so no-one quite knows who'll be supervising what next year. I am a good person. I am. I am.