h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

It is tolerably well known in cyberspace that I am not happy with my current (for which read: thirteen long years') employment with the Department of Anguished Moans. Well, that state of afairs is coming to an end.

I had a phone call today. The Department of Woe has offered me a job in the Office of the Despondency Commission. 'Yes, please' I said.

It'll be about six weeks before I get there, but I don't mind.

I can cope. Just knowing I'm Getting Out is a tonic.

So I went to the pub after w*rk and am now wondering what to do next. I suspect I'll keep drinking. Bob knows I've earned a night on the turps.

Terri, please email me your phone number. I'll use it over the weekend unless I have a truly drastic hangover. (Pc, I've lost your number.)

I shall now get another drink, taking care to note what amount of mixers I have left, and put something raucous on the stereo... Stand by for decreasing levels of coherence from me over the course of the evening. Oh look, I'm channelling 2legs. Oh I'm so bleeding happy. And it rained on the way home. There was a double rainbow.

Hurray for you!!!!

What are you listening to?

Hurrah
That's great news, Ivan.
Still based in Canberra I guess? More money, as well as better job?

Fb

Kea, it's Kirsty MacColl right now but I'm about to switch to the Dresden Dolls.

Fb, I'll still be in Canberra. The pay difference is minimal, but there are Prospects in the new job. (The current one is a dead end.) The new job is also located two blocks from Borders and it's handy for pubs and cafes. What else is there?

If you're two blocks from Borders, demand a *big* pay rise!

I'm happy for you

I'll have to. *giggles*

Hi Ena. Welcome back...

Thanks
Good to be back

I know what you mean. I spent some time away, but stil I'm back here...

I was away...ohhh...two years now.

I was worried everybody would have forgotten about me

Nobody ever forgets things here.

And don't forget you can check out any time you like but you can never leave

You think you've escaped but suddenly the elastic reaches the end of its stretch and pulls you back in...

That's so true.

I need to find some bouncier music. I must have some somewhere.

Headless Chickens - that'll do.

Hmmm - I don't recognise the Department names - cunningly disguised!

But well done - 13 years in one job/dept. is a long time.

My record with any one company is 9.5 years - I should be beating that some time next year.