This is like one of my wildest dreams, and I really have had one like this.
I want to be there now, alas if I was I’d be arrested fairly quickly. My force would be strong here.
Monthly Archives: August 2007
Burglars have lost their chair
This one takes the piss, even for me.
I just had a call from a copper at Cwmbran station because the ex-wife’s parents, who regularly enter my home against my will and theive whatever they like, have lost their chair and reported it stolen from my house.
Now hang on. Let’s break that one down.
They have no right to be in my house, and enter whenever they want when I am in work. Stealing whatever they want. They have even taken a chair with them so Stan (the workshy one who’s on the sick) can sit down while his theiving wife can help herself to my goods.
The chair was left at my house so they could use it again. It has since been disposed of as far as I know as many people seem to have access to my house.
They have now phoned the police and reported it stolen, from my fucking house???
Hang on… it’s my fucking house. Get out and take your shit with you, you old fucker.
I can’t believe it. The police weren’t interested and never even came out when I reported stuff taken, and they’re asking me about this?
Fuck off. Fuck right off.
BT are fucking shit
After much titing around I phoned a new number for BT, only to be told… well, you listen to this shit. I can barely type anymore.
RSA fuck up again
For those of you eagerly awaiting for an update on my stolen car (and I’ve had emails requesting info) here’s the latest.
Direct Line insist they were not at fault, and their offer of 200 quid remains their final offer. Naturally that’s going to the financial ombudsman now.
RSA have replied and offered to fix the car and pay for the stolen items, some 13 months after the car was nicked. BUT they won’t pay for a new lock set because they said the car was recovered with the keys in the ignition.
Was it???
I never had them back, which is why I had to give the spare key to the garage to pick my car up. If the original keys were recovered with the car, where are they?
Maybe they could tell me?
I’ll be replying to RSA and instructing them to return my keys, if they say they were recovered, and if not to pay for the sodding locks to be changed like they should have done last September.
They also asked for all blogs to come off this site that talk about them. If they weren’t so consistently incompetent I would, but people really need to know about this shit.
BT Employee cuts me off
This guy is a serious cock. He can’t be arsed with doing his job, is fucking lazy and then pretends he can’t hear me half way through and cuts me off.
Good job no one was recording him then eh?
Naturally I phoned straight back.
BT exposed
This has to be my angriest podcast to date. I phoned BT when I saw my bank statement and found I’d been charged twice for broadband, plus they’de charged me 40 quid for each account, when it should be just 21.99.
Be warned, I’m on hold for 15 minutes here and getting extremely annoyed.
The punchline is of course, even though Emily promissed to phone me back at the end, guess what? She didn’t!
I’m off the drink
What the fuck happened last night?
I’ve just come off a 4 day bender to celebrate my 27th birthday (shut it) and can’t believe the weird shit that happened yesterday.
Sorry, I ain’t spilling here. But to make up for it I’ll be putting up some podcasts now showing how inept BT are.
No more booze from now on… well, maybe the odd one or two on Wednesday when England play the Bosch.
Friendly emails
Just received this email from a chap named James Smith. This guys has a lot of time on his hands.
fuck you and your fucking 2 way gradients. you are worse than a print designer. i hope BT bills you again twice. and then manages to cancel both broadband lines so you have no internet and won’t be able to e-argue as much.