Area 136

Went for a shop around in HMV’s DVD department this lunch time, just to make a change from the pub you understand, and am now the proud owner of the “From Dusk Till Dawn” Trilogy.

Yes I know, I had no idea there were three of them either but as the box set only cost me a tenner I don’t care.

I love the first film – the way it starts as a typical mad evil bastids with guns on the run and taking hostages type of movie then becomes a mad, gory and not entirely sensible Vampire film at the end.

The other two I have no idea about, but they will hopefully be gory and more than likely laughably awful – fantastic!

The second one is another “gang of crooks piss off vampires” type movie and the third one is a prequel, set a hundred years before the first film probably just so they could remake the same film but with cowboys.

Might not be classic cinema club fodder, but I will probably enjoy them whenever I get to watch them.

Selling a product to the public is something I always imagined needed some sort of prior thought.

“Who would buy this product?”

“Where am I likely to find them?”

“What is the best way to present it to them?”

Imagine you are trying to sell a 40cm long wooden pirate ship, with full rigging.

Would you think -

“I know! I will wander into Pret a Manger and offer it to the busy people behind the counter!”

No neither would I.

But that is just what I saw someone doing.

“Yes Sir can I help you? Coffee? Sandwich?”

“Would you like to buy this boat?”

“No sir, we just sell coffee and sandwiches, we don’t buy things sir. Next?”

Knobber.

And no, I didn’t ask how much it was.

Yay!

Apparently I have a temperature. Or they have turned the heating up in here. Or I am going through the menopause.

Line manager is out for half a day, which is always good.

People who have been told before about the new processes in place here at work, processes that now bypass me altogether, are still contacting me and asking me to help and complaining that I have not yet done the help thing. I don't do that anymore is basically why.

So after a ciggie I am going to compose a nice polite email telling them how things are now done and try not to hammer home the point that they have been done this way for months, and everyone was told about it, including them.

Internal comms. Love it to death.

God work based posts are soooooo dull.

Hopefully while having a ciggie outside on the celebrity strewn streets of this here fancy "The London" I will witness a couple of stars having a punch up or summink.

Then I might have something interesting to say.

Don't hold you breath though...........