Tell Us Something Really Trivial About Your Life Volume 38
Discussion
Happy Birthday Mallard! 
I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tinniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tinniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
spikeyhead said:
Remember when the most common hold musak was that electronic version of Greensleeves?
I once met the bloke who programmed that...
..and somehow resisted the urge to hit him.
I think you demonstrated remarkable restraint spikeyhead!!!I once met the bloke who programmed that...
..and somehow resisted the urge to hit him.
A very happy birthday young Mallard126!!!
And a hearty welcome to Karak, feel free to make yourself at home, try not to excite The Brigadier, and just let Battert know what you want to drink, bar tabs are payable at the end of your stay, cheques are no longer accepted and for gawd sake don't try and pay with either your watch or phone, Battert will take either if proffered but you won't get either back off him!!!!
glenrobbo said:
Happy Birthday Mallard!
I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tiniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
Sounds very reminiscent of that 8th Circle of Hell known as trying to talk to someone at HMRC. Commiserations! I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tiniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
Bobberoo said:
And a hearty welcome to Karak, feel free to make yourself at home, try not to excite The Brigadier, and just let Battert know what you want to drink, bar tabs are payable at the end of your stay, cheques are no longer accepted and for gawd sake don't try and pay with either your watch or phone, Battert will take either if proffered but you won't get either back off him!!!!
Don't worry about me.. not my first stint at Her Majesty's Trivia although I haven't been a regular since about vol 27Thanks all for the birthday wishes. I've put on my fancy new shirt and Mrs. M is treating me to a meal somewhere secret. Hoping it's not Trivton Nuclear Bunker. I stashed a container load of PVC clothing, objets d'insertion, lubricants, specialist magazines and DVDs in there back in Feb 2020 and haven't been able to get back to move them since.
First alcomaholic drink in a month tonight. I hope she takes advantage of me.
First alcomaholic drink in a month tonight. I hope she takes advantage of me.
McAndy said:
KaraK said:
Don't worry about me.. not my first stint at Her Majesty's Trivia although I haven't been a regular since about vol 27In what is probably the TT version of the custard test, when I were a wee young Trivialite we drank our beverages out of the official branded mugs:
(That pic is nearly 7 years old.. jeez I'm old)
Happy birthday, Mallard! Don't do anything I wouldn't do, will you? Or should that be "won't you"?
Anyway. I have just returned from my local VW dealer, with an agreement for them to replace the clutch on the mighty Up! at a cost to me of no more than £100 - the other £600 being split between the dealer and VWGB. Which seems fair to me, but £700 for a clutch!
When I was mechanicking a Formula Vee single-seater for a friend, we used to be able to do a clutch change in under an hour, as we could take the gearbox and rear suspension off as a unit, whip the old clutch off, chuck it over a hedge (or if we were at one of the more upmarket circuits, in a bin), and just bolt the whole thing back together.
Those were the days.
Anyway. I have just returned from my local VW dealer, with an agreement for them to replace the clutch on the mighty Up! at a cost to me of no more than £100 - the other £600 being split between the dealer and VWGB. Which seems fair to me, but £700 for a clutch!
When I was mechanicking a Formula Vee single-seater for a friend, we used to be able to do a clutch change in under an hour, as we could take the gearbox and rear suspension off as a unit, whip the old clutch off, chuck it over a hedge (or if we were at one of the more upmarket circuits, in a bin), and just bolt the whole thing back together.
Those were the days.
Dermot O'Logical said:
Happy birthday, Mallard! Don't do anything I wouldn't do, will you? Or should that be "won't you"?
Anyway. I have just returned from my local VW dealer, with an agreement for them to replace the clutch on the mighty Up! at a cost to me of no more than £100 - the other £600 being split between the dealer and VWGB. Which seems fair to me, but £700 for a clutch!
When I was mechanicking a Formula Vee single-seater for a friend, we used to be able to do a clutch change in under an hour, as we could take the gearbox and rear suspension off as a unit, whip the old clutch off, chuck it over a hedge (or if we were at one of the more upmarket circuits, in a bin), and just bolt the whole thing back together.
Those were the days.
Seven hundred for a clutch on an Up! I know there's inflation and something something cost of living something to contend with but that's taking the piss.. it's an Up! not a Ferrari. Anyway. I have just returned from my local VW dealer, with an agreement for them to replace the clutch on the mighty Up! at a cost to me of no more than £100 - the other £600 being split between the dealer and VWGB. Which seems fair to me, but £700 for a clutch!
When I was mechanicking a Formula Vee single-seater for a friend, we used to be able to do a clutch change in under an hour, as we could take the gearbox and rear suspension off as a unit, whip the old clutch off, chuck it over a hedge (or if we were at one of the more upmarket circuits, in a bin), and just bolt the whole thing back together.
Those were the days.
The finance people have been on. They say Battert isn't paying enough rent for his tied cottage and they wish to review the whole situation. They are also asking about groats, what are they, that kind of thing. My feeling is, if we increase his rent, he'll only come asking for more wages. Vicious circle.
Viscous circle? Vicious circle? One of those.
Anyway, jammy dodgers. I asked for some to be provided and although labelled jammy dodgers, they simply have a blob of jam. I meant the ones with jam and butter cream. Surely everyone knows that. Don't they? I could eat the non-butter-cream ones in an emergency, I suppose.
Viscous circle? Vicious circle? One of those.
Anyway, jammy dodgers. I asked for some to be provided and although labelled jammy dodgers, they simply have a blob of jam. I meant the ones with jam and butter cream. Surely everyone knows that. Don't they? I could eat the non-butter-cream ones in an emergency, I suppose.
glenrobbo said:
Happy Birthday Mallard!
I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tinniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
Just to cheer you up glenrobbo.I wish you an enjoyable day and an even better evening.
IOTN, I have just spent over an hour of my life on hold to my local GP surgery to find out my blood test results from last Thursday's blood letting session.
An hour of the most awful tinniest sounding "music" that is guaranteed to make anybody subjected to it either lose their mind or become suicidal.
Every 45 seconds there is a small hiatus which makes you think somebody is about to answer, but no! It's just the end of the loop, and the same awful racket then repeats itself all over again.
I have now given up trying. It's ridiculous.
I am starting to wonder if anybody ever manages to get to see a real GP in person these days? Apart from on the golf course of course.
The obstacles that a patient has to overcome to obtain a face-to-face appointment have now become virtually insurmountable.
What was wrong about the old days, when you just went along to the doctor's surgery and sat and waited your turn to be seen? It seemed to work much better than all of this faffing about nowadays, trying to penetrate layers of unnecessary admin & protocol.
I wonder how many people die on hold, waiting for their call to be answered.
/Close rant.
Madam M had a blood test at 9.45am this morning.
The results landed in our email box at 12.30 with an apology about them getting used to a new computer system that was only installed yesterday and things are a bit behind!
Whatever one thinks about the French and France I can assure you all there are worse places to live.
Chin up old chap.
Evemorn all!
Furst fings furst, a Happy burfday to M'llard, and no mistake...
Seckonedlee, I offer my profound apologies to Bobbers for my crass opinion of tattoos last eve. Whilst I believe what I said, it is up to each of us to ink, or not, according to ones preference and my view on the subject is irreverent/irrelevant in the larger world of tings.
Firdly, Dr Megale is available for private consultations....
Pout
Furst fings furst, a Happy burfday to M'llard, and no mistake...
Seckonedlee, I offer my profound apologies to Bobbers for my crass opinion of tattoos last eve. Whilst I believe what I said, it is up to each of us to ink, or not, according to ones preference and my view on the subject is irreverent/irrelevant in the larger world of tings.
Firdly, Dr Megale is available for private consultations....
Pout
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