Comedian Al Murray recounts a run-in with industrial-scale stupidity: "Car insurance company rang, without having sent me a renewal letter, asking for money. Made them answer security questions." In the same vein, tell us your stories about pointless paperwork and corporate quarter-wits
(, Thu 23 Feb 2012, 12:13)
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A mate designs webpages for a charity. In the early days of the Web, his predecessors used to physically print out the pages and the underlying source and put them in a box which would then be posted recorded delivery to the charity archive. Recorded deliveries have the date of posting, and if they're unopened are accepted by the courts as a original copyright. They can be resealed in court and still qualify for further cases.
Apparently, if you submit stuff to Jeffrey Archer's publishers your agent will insist you do this.
(, Tue 28 Feb 2012, 11:50, 1 reply)
More that any inane dribblings or woeful misunderstandings I might have scrawled while drunk or tripping have become official history since they are on apparently authoritative sources.
Still, I guess that's a pretty good definition of the internet, really...
(, Tue 28 Feb 2012, 12:16, closed)
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