Usually this is the time of year when I receive bad news, often just before I am due to get my nose off the grindstone for a few days. It is now 10.45am on the day I finish work at noon, and yes, I have had a complaint from a client. They want me to do something about it. Now. So they can have a relaxing Christmas. Never mind that I'll be tearing around trying to sort it out with a builder who is just about to knock off himself for two weeks and couldn't give a rat's backside at the moment, or that the traffic is terrible and it will take me at least an hour and a half to get there to look at this 'problem'.
There was a time, years ago, when I was young, keen and thought my clients could do no wrong, that I would have worked on Christmas Day itself to sort something out.
So what's different about this year? I'm older, wiser and more cynical and I am sure they will manage. Nope. Sorry. Closed for business. At noon today I will be indulging my love of mince pies and ginger wine, with my feet up, a warm, sleepy cat on my knee, watching some daft Christmassy thing on the telly.
Problems? They'll keep, I'm sure. And a very Merry Christmas to my faithful readers, health, wealth and peace of mind, where-ever you are.
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- Alice
- I am a registered architect and a member of the Royal Institute of British Architects, which also stands for Remember I'm the Bloody Architect. I practice somewhere out in the sticks, living off the bottom of the architectural pond, on tiny loo extensions with the occasional biggy if I'm lucky. Architects in general aren't a respected profession, like a doctor or a vet, even though the training is seven years or more. I think its because a lot of them are either so arrogant they can't be bothered to explain, or they are self effacing to the extent of being invisible. There are a lot of DIY idiots out there who call themselves 'architects' but they're not, and give us solid gold, true to the core architects a bad name. That's enough about me.
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10 comments:
Happy Christmas Alice.
That's it, Alice. Feet up, gal.
PS. 3rd time of trying, with this infernal system that blogger.com has forced upon us Wordpress.com bloggers!! Grrrrr!
A cat on your knee?
I'm surprised you would even dare mention the dreaded cat word!!!
We have a cat now, so you can get your own back on me now!!
How apawling is that???
Merry christmas Alice, happy new year.
xxx
Merry Christmas, Alice. I did my last 'outside' job Saturday noon, finished keytop work today to ship Monday morning. Only my own piano to tune.
murry krissers an stuff. Hope santa smiles on you. Have you been naughty or nice ?
Merry Christmas and a happy new year Alice :o)
Thanks all.
Feet still up - warm, stretched out, sleepy cat on knee as I speak.
WEB - Of course, I've been nice. With a bit of naughty when necessary.
Happy New Year all.
happy new year Al
BUONA DOMENICA E UN SALUTO DALL'ITALIA...LINA
Solopoesie - Grazie.
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