truepenny | the hours of my life I spend on hold don't count, right? (Reply)

Today I am notifying everyone and their dog of our change of address. This involves much entanglement in voice-menu systems--including one of the foul new speech-activated systems that I already hate with a fiery vengeance--and, yes, correct, waiting on hold. At least this system has classical music rather than electronic mush. Or ads. The ads are really foul.

So I'm bored. And bitching about it.

Finished The Riddle of the Sands (Erskine Childers) this weekend. V. strange reading experience on a number of levels. I do wonder if that's where Forrester got the inspiration for Hornblower's feat of dead-reckoning in Beat to Quarters.