I managed to get most of the haibun down, then I made lunch. I ate lunch, watched some quizzes on TV, went to pick the car up, shopped for ice cream, returned home and ate ice cream whilst watching quizzes on TV.
I also tried filling out an online form for an accountant. It didn’t work, because despite their high hourly charges and proliferation of staff, they hadn’t sent me the all-important activation code. Nor, it seems, had they sent me the email explaining what to do.
Fortunately I was up to the task of cutting and pasting a code number into a box and filling in badly designed online form without the necessity of an email explanation. However, the whole palaver did take 24 hours when a simple email request and reply would have taken ten minutes.
If you think I have unleashed the occasional outburst of spleen against government and the NHS, wait to see what happens when I start on accountants. I may be constrained by the laws of defamation, or I may actually bring those laws into the discussion so that I can give an opinion on lawyers.
Time to go, as it’s nearly midnight, so I will let you off listening to a rant.
Couldn’t find pictures of vampires or leeches on the free photo site so I thought I’d reuse the creepy fog photo.
As a proto accountant (I was an accountant apprentice for three years after I left school) I look forward to your tide of invective. When we were running a very small business, I once employed an accountant whose approach to tax returns was so dishonest that I was embarrassed to send them in. He was a fellow rugby club member though and doing me a favour so I couldn’t be rude to him.
I’ve just been reading about Gandhi who was, it appears, a racist in his early years. We all make bad choices when we are young…
I was a major pillock in my early years and after long practice have more or less perfected my pillockry.
At least you’re not an accountant!
This is true but I was a school teacher which might be worse.
According to an accountancy magazine my sister read, there is an ‘accountancy gene’ which pre-disposes people to go into accountancy and be very dull. I asked her if it was true or just an attempt at humour. She said: “It’s an accountancy magazine.”
I won’t tell you what career my sister pursued…
To tell the truth, I found accountancy good fun and only gave it up when I started to worry about finding accountancy good fun
Your worries would seem well founded. I was talking to a man today who was bemoaning the fact that his son’s results weren’t good enough for dentistry so he was going to have to be a pharmacist. To be honest, I was just happy when mine left home.
Better yet, you could become an accountant. It’s never too late, and you have the brainpower to do it. 🙂
The fog photo would make a great cover for a Stephen King novel. 🙂
I’m afraid I suffer from panic when confronted by lots of numbers. Always have done.
That’s the photo I used recently on a post – I used it for the big figure it contained then realised the scarecrow’s head was in the bottom corner so clipped that out for use.
Could you bill the accountant by the hour?
I once tried that – they don’t like it. And they don’t pay!
Can’t believe no free vampire photos
That is one creepy photo.
🙂 He, he,he…