On pouring myself a large Gin (to ensure I sleep before my dental hospital appointment tomorrow morning, I noticed this.
I knew it would be there, since we only buy legitimate alcohol. Technically speaking, I’m still employed by this Department. For another few weeks, at least.
After two weeks’ leave, the fact that I shall no longer work (at least until I get bored) was in my mind as I woke up this morning.
It felt good.
Tried-out my leaving gift from my former work colleagues. A new bag.
For my bike.
And, because my world is very busy, a late two.
Three
And I should have mentioned four.
Lucky number seven.
My new work phone is an iPhone. Previously, I had a Blackberry. Said Blackberry was pretty shit, but it sort of worked. For work. The battery life was amazing, even after a few years. It was ugly, but bounced well in the pub.
Anyway, this is my new work phone.
It’s dark; yes. I’m in a pub. That’s OK because the phone is in a protective case (bought personally from eBay for two quid).
Note the Apple logo though. I’ve owned Apple phones in the past and the logo was, in my experience, distinctive but unobtrusive.
Unobtrusive as in seamless to the touch. Let’s focus on on that now.
Unfortunately, I find my my work phone irritating. Because the logo on its back has a definite ridge on one side.
I have an obvious theory (hypothesis, I guess, since this hasn’t been tested in a controlled environment), that HM Government is providing users with commercially rejected products. Hence the logo sharpness on my work phone.
This all reinforces my personal phone preference for Android.
While representing good value for the taxpayer.
It’s a long time since I was 21.
Sixty two calendar days.
Switched to calendar days; a bigger number, but a more satisfying countdown.
