December 2nd, 2004

Snoopy Magneto

Compound Band Names game

New game called Compound Band Names, where you take the names of two bands and mix them. For example -

Barry White Stripes
Beach Boys 2 Men
Maroon 5 Star
U2 Unlimited
Britney Spear Of Destiny
Orchestral Manoeuvers in the Darkness

EDIT: Oooo! Oooo! Iggy Pop Will Eat Itself!!!

You get the idea. What strange and warped ideas can you come up with?

Oh, and a thank-you link to fun icon maker absolut_jmo : Match the Jock Warning - may damage your eyes as you focus in. :)
Snoopy Magneto

Welcome to The Hellmonth

Yup, that’s month people. Otherwise known as the ‘Why I hate December so much’ explanation.

Now is the winter of my discontent all right. It can be more or less simply summed up as ‘I work for the Post Office and I hate, hate, hate all those bloody Christmas cards’. In particular, I hate those small short out-of-the-ordinary Christmas cards. Anything where one dimension is only one or two inches tends to jam the sorting machines I run.

They’ll get bent, twisted, stuck to the internal rollers, cause blockages in the flow through, or have small items inside that stick in the dye when the stamp’s being cancelled. Round ones suck too – how the hell are they supposed to be sorted properly? And which flaming idiot has to go through the machine when it breaks and sort the whole problem out?

And all this is without mentioning those cards which have no stamps on them (and we’ll get blamed for them not getting there), the ones that come out open because people can’t be bothered to seal them properly, the ones with no address (Seriously, how the hell are we supposed to find Margaret? Or Terri and George? Who the hell are Terri and George? Where the hell are they?) or the ones where people send coins and/or keys through the mail. I despair of people at times like these, I really do. The worst one so far is the lady who sent two packets full of tiny glittering Christmas bells decorations through in an envelope – yes, they exploded. Everywhere. Still vacuuming them up two days later when we’re cleaning the machines.

In general, whereas we normally handle 85 million items a day in Royal Mail, come December it rises to 135 million. Starting next week (because it’s not officially Christmas pressure yet, despite the massive amounts already coming through) the overtime kicks in and so do the Christmas casuals. Lets forget the fact that they’re still being trained this week and see how many of them turn up on Day 2 after they realise how much work they have to do.

As for my overtime, come next Monday, it’s non-stop in at work every day until Christmas Eve. I’m meant to be working until 6pm Christmas Eve, but have managed to get out of that one (*crosses fingers*). Anyhow, this is just to re-assure you lovely flist that I’ll still be around, just not as much and even more brain-dead than normal. Last December I managed about 5 pages of fic total in the month, so I’ll be trying to beat that total at least.

*hugs and kisses*