Publicly funded DISASTER
I return to b3ta after and exptended hieatus to inform you of my folly and how it almost bankrupted a school.

After being lured away from bligty to another land where blonde hair and blue eyes and happy disco songs are the norm I manage to procure a job as a IT bod in a school in the suberbs of the capital city.

After a few years, due to the manic rate at which all the other staff got replaced I was one of the few original staff left and therefore may have had more sway over opinion than.... perhaps I should. Eventually the caretaker retired, a good freind an academic at heart knowledgable on nearly every subject and eager to hear about new subjects, however his health was deteriorating and could no longer function in his job. So it came to me to help decide who was the best candidate for the job. I listened to all the interviews, discussed at length the merits and pitfalls of the best 5 and chose one above all the other to be responsable for what is in essense a multi-billion (crown) establishment.........

There was one thing that I didnt appeciate about this guy.... He was Incredibly competent about disguising his own incompetence. Imagine Frank Spencer with a vent for decite and guile. This man sytematically destroyed / damaged / in his opinion fixed.... over 300 hundred peices of furnature and fixtures. Unbeleivable. legs that were shorter than others on tables and chairs, nails banged in to service ducts, doors where hung crooked and the handles and locks bodged to fit- Everything he touched was beyond repair. A true anarcist. Eventually the fabrick of decite dissentigrated and he 'left' to persue another career. When we got another guy in to do the job we found storage areas were piled in so hap hazzardly that when the new caretaker tried to empty the bays half the stuff was trashed. Finally we ordered a 60 tonne waste container and filled it. the price tag on that I stopped taking note of when it went over the £100,000 mark . :(
(Nicky Nacky Noo... Scratch and Sniff Please, Fri 26 Oct 2007, 23:47, 3 replies)

My Ex
OK it's not wife but it's close.

She's indian, she's Hindu and her parent don't like the idea of me (a non indian, non hindu) so they contiune to invite her ex to all the family gatherings (he cheated on her by the way which is how this all got started). He keeps turning up uninvited *cough* right *cough* until it becomes too embarrassing to tell people they really aren't together.

Of course this isn't being pushed by her father who is more worried about his daughter (the eldest and unmarried cousin) being married than her actually wanting to marry him.

Then of course there's the age old threat of 'continue to see this guy and we'll disown you'.

So just over a year down the line and I have to watch her explain how this really is her choice. Although choice is a unsual word you can tick the box, she did choose to contiune to have contact with her family / friends / relatives.

Expensive mistake? Probably in terms of heartbreak, beer drinking and the total number of whores I'm going to fuck to make myself feel better.

Length? Couldn't care less, consider this another confession at the alter of b3ta.
( HornO, Sat 27 Oct 2007, 0:50, closed)

Edukashun
I'm sorry to say that I'm playing the grammar nazi card, here. I guess I have to assume it's the foreign language translation thing eftersom jag kan Svenska, men inte som en professionell, du vet. Det var en gång när jag kunde prata mycket bättre, men jag har ingen vägg att öva.
( intesvensk can't recall when I last checked the newsletter, Sat 27 Oct 2007, 1:24, closed)

WTF does HornO's reply
have to do with this post??


on topic.....sounds like you hired my former boss's twin....she screwed up everything she touched......so much that she almost tanked our department. though, she was clever enough about hiding her incompetence so well that she got away with it for almost a year.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Sat 27 Oct 2007, 3:53, closed)