Showing posts with label thought of the day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thought of the day. Show all posts

Monday, 6 May 2013

And the award goes to...

World's Worst Blogger award goes to....

Although I have the same number as hours in the day as Beyonce, there are not enough to get everything done. How does that woman do it?! 

As I'm writing this, two suitcases are laid out, one half unpacked from the long weekend, one half packed for next week. Cab is booked for 5am (the horror) Blogging has been left out in the cold like yesterday's leftovers. Unloved, disregarded and smelling a bit nasty.

I apologise (and digress) one day I will pick up from where we left off. This day (not today!) will come now from my new home, which is very exciting.

Meantime? Here are a couple of photos from M's camera that slipped through my New York round up net.


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Wednesday, 6 March 2013

Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch

Lately time on planes has been spent sleeping or watching films (you MUST watch Wreck it Ralph). Writing has not been on the agenda. I have a massive backlog of posts and photos (a whole 4GB memory card worth!) that need bought to life. Promise they are coming...

So, how have you been?!
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Tuesday, 8 January 2013

You're mugging me right off...


Dear EE, May I suggest some SERIOUS training with your staff? Having had my phone stolen on Saturday let me fill you in on what I have had to endure since then.

First off I was a previous Orange customer before the merge. Therefore after my phone was stolen I went on the website to find how to cancel it. Unfortunately the only way to cancel your phone is to phone up. Can you see where this can cause problems? May I suggest a live chat option on the site for those who do not have access to a replacement phone or friend to call you.

Luckily I was able to call Customer Services (CS) and have them cancel my phone. I was informed I could go into an EE store to collect a replacement SIM free of charge. So this is what I did on Monday during my lunch break.

First off I went to Holborn and was told in here they can’t do it but I could go to the Fleet Street branch where they could help me. So I did (we’re nearly an hour into the lunch break now due to all the walking). Here I was told sure I can have a replacement SIM – but it costs £10. Not free like CS told me on the phone. Your man in the shop also – serious attitude problem. He basically said to me ’it’s not my problem what CS have told you it’s a tenner – deal with it’.

I called CS (again) who apologised and said pay the £10 and they will credit this on my next bill. So I agreed. I went about purchasing my ‘free’ replacement SIM. The guy got it from the back and started explaining what to do with it. Luckily I asked if it mattered that it was a T-Mobile SIM and I was a previous Orange customer. He said yes of course it matters this T-Mobile replacement SIM would not work. So I asked for an Orange SIM. They don’t do Orange replacement SIM’s in store – only over the phone.

I called CS (again) after explaining my predicament CS told me ‘of course you can get one in store’; so I put her on the phone to the rep in the EE store where they proceeded to have an argument about who was right. The man in your store won and I was told to phone up for my replacement SIM. By this time I had almost been two hours so I had to back to the office; where....

I called CS (are you getting the picture here?) Your man this time said he was terribly sorry and would be able to get me a SIM out between 0830 and 1230 THE VERY NEXT DAY! Marvellous I said. I confirmed all my address details with him. The next day I arrive home after 6; no SIM.

I called CS. Here’s what happened next:
ME: Hi, where’s my SIM please?
CS: It was successfully delivered at 4pm.
ME: There is nothing in my post box from you – or a failed delivery slip.
CS: It was definitely delivered to (Street Name) by UK Mail at 4pm
ME: What number?
CS: There is no number
ME: Well how can they deliver if there is no number? I confirmed a number with your man yesterday.

CS: Oh yes there is a number on here but not in the delivery notes. I don’t know where it’s been delivered – but do you know you can get one in store?!

ME: *BANGS HEAD ON TABLE IN FRUSTRATION WHILE EXPLAINING YESTERDAY’S ORDEAL*
CS: OK I will post you a new one. But if you’re not in there’s a charge and you have to give back your old SIM. It’s the rules

ME: *ALMOST CIRES WITH STUPIDITY OF THIS STATEMENT*
ME: How can I hand back my old SIM, It’s been stolen – that’s why we’re having this conversation. I clicked through all those LOST/STOLEN options on the menu and you asked me at the beginning of the call what has happened to my current SIM, where I told you my phone was stolen.

CS: OK well you have to pay a charge if you’re not in
ME: How can I not be in my POST BOX? You said they are posting it in the POST BOX you said that’s what HAPPENED TODAY!!! While we’re on that, even if I had a SIM am I expected to stand by the post box waiting for your delivery man? Or will you have him call me to say he is standing waiting for receipt of my stolen SIM...Oh wait he can’t I HAVE NO PHONE!!!

It makes one wonder what has happened to Orange and T-Mobile since merging. Perhaps you have spent all your money on Kevin Bacon and thus cannot afford to hire anyone with any competence – or have any protocols in place to deal with those pesky things some businesses like to call ‘customers’. I have now resorted at scoffing to myself every time I call your line and hear you are ‘dedicated to excellent customer service’. Your staff members in store told me there is no communication between your call centre and stores nor any consideration of Orange vs T-Mobile protocols.

You have given me about the same level of stress than the actual mugging that left me in this position.

I DREAD to think what may happen tomorrow if this magical SIM is going to arrive or if a burly delivery man is going to refuse to give it to me until I pay him / give him my stolen SIM.

Congratulations EE – for possibly the worst customer service I have ever experienced.

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Sunday, 9 December 2012

Am I Alive?

I hear (nobody) roar. Well I am in fact alive and kicking. Apologies for the radio silence over the last few weeks. Stay tuned for some love and attention
If you can't wait that long, here is a photo of Oxford Street Christmas Lights to keep you occupied


Oooo Bright Lights
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Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Four More Years

Did you stay up last night to watch the US Election? My local were throwing a party until 4am. On a Tuesday, can you imagine staying out that late on a school night?! Of course not. Luckily the Internet gives us amazing gems like this, so we can feel awesome about ourselves even if we did do something as luxurious as sleep last night.

Barack Obama, way to go. American voters, way to go. You have done us all proud.


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Friday, 19 October 2012

Carrie on Cannes

Last night I returned from a mammoth fortnight 'work' trip. to the Cote d'Azur, over a week in Cannes followed by four nights in Monte Carlo. It's a tough life but someone has to do it. The days were filled with meeting TV producers, channels, sports broadcasters and federations. Think ESPN, NBC, BBC, NBA and a whole host of other acronyms. I won't dwell on that side though. I have much to update you on fabulous restaurants, bars, beaches and shops.

Good things come to those who wait so for now I am just leaving you with a snapshot.

What have I missed?!


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Saturday, 6 October 2012

Bobble

This thing deserves a post and more. I love it more than anything ever. One of those purchases where you wonder how you ever lived without it. This is Bobble, Water Bobble. Isn't he gorgeous.

There is a nifty little feature that filters water as you drink. No prep or messing around get the water in, drink and it's done. No more gross tap water...so here's the science bit..."when water passes through the filter, the carbon removes chlorine and organic contaminants. bobble is intended for municipal tap water making water better, with every sip."

And here's the Carrie bit; hangovers no more - middle of the night badger mouth? No more tepid water or spillages, this thing is idiot proof. The other morning when I couldn't find it I almost wanted to cry (in fact I did have a little whine of WHERE IS MY BOB).

Crazy? Maybe. Boring? Perhaps. Get one and your life will be changed I promise.
I opted for Magenta but don't fret too much as you need to replace the filter after around 300 refills. This is also medium which is 550ml. It felt quite small on arrival but it's the perfect size.

Water Bobble. I. Love. You.
Buy yours here. http://www.waterbobble.com/bobble.html 
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Friday, 27 July 2012

Eyeful Tower

The London Olympics are a topic that make me shudder with despair right now. It may be the opening ceremony tonight and some people may be generally excited. However I venture a guess I'm not alone. Ask those living and working in London you will find we are peeved. The signs all over the place warning us to be careful, take other routes and generally uproot our lives while not getting any tickets despite living on the doorstep generally grates me.
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One of the things that makes me most sick? The Eyeful Tower. No, competitive helter - skelter did not become an Olympic sport, the huge monstrosity of red metal that cost a whopping 22.7 million and is twice the height of nelsons column and a whopping 72 feet higher than the Statue of Liberty is 'The Orbit Tower'...but what is it's purpose? Oh that's right absolutely nothing!

What a ridiculous waste of money. OK so they have managed to make the 'Millennium Dome' a success now (thank you O2) what what are we going to do with this in a few weeks time when the throngs of tourists have gone? Stick a restaurant on top? I have no idea if there's room but if they were going to do that why not do it now when you have the footfall??

Five other things that frustrate me greatly about the Olympics:

1) Not getting any tickets in the ballot but tickets still being available with days to go
2) The patronising posters on the tube shifting blame to commuters and telling me to change my route
3) The signs on the road telling me to avoid central London (I work there you divs)
4) Feeling like a criminal for writing the words Olympics, London 2012, Games and combinations there of
5) Tourists
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Friday, 13 July 2012

Open Letter to Facebook Users

I've been thinking about Facebook this week...here is my 30 second rant.

Facebook is not social therapy. Please do not air your problems that should be moaned about through the proper means, such as your friends over a glass of wine. The whole world doesn't need to know. Another bug bear? People sharing bad news and others 'liking' it, oh your cat died? Big thumbs up from me!

Next thing...sharing other people's news. No, no, no. If XX gets engaged or alike, that is for them to share. Not you. Just wait. Or even better? You want to congratulate your friends? Text or phone them, heck go and see them!

Pouting pictures of yourself? Just don't take them, period. Mirror shots and / or the ever tricky doing it in the mirror backwards while pulling your sexy face? Just stop. to be fair Instagram is worse for this, endless streams of people who clearly love themselves yet comment 'so rough today'.

Tagging...I'm having so much fun with my honey at XX restaurant? Oh are you? I think you're on Facebook projecting fun but clearly not having it, otherwise why is your phone out? And does anyone else actually need to know where you are having dinner/drinks/at your flat unless you're inviting them? Didn't think so.

This leads me neatly onto writing 'I love my baby so much (tags name) or ever better...writing on THEIR wall 'Love you so much', that is absolutely the appropriate way to show emotion, publicly. Not over text or in person, that way no one else will know how corny you are!

I categorise Facebook in two ways, 'competitive diary syndrome', those taggers and on site photo posters who want you to know exactly how fantastic their life is (the 'look how much fun I'm having's) or the 'Look how much fun I've had's), those who post endless photo albums of the same photo in a slightly different setting. The worlds worst Facebook album name? Honeymoon Cont...
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Wednesday, 11 July 2012

Clog Blog

So I've been quiet this week as work has been mayhental (I new word I have created based on being mayhem and mental...controlled mayhem mind you). I am now off for a very country wedding so will continue to be off line as I don't believe there to be internet connection where I am headed! In better news I relocated the whereabouts of my camera cord so photo uploads can continue business as usual.

Before the wedding season thoroughly kicks off and in between exhaustion fully setting in, I've found the best thing ever for tired tootsies. Today I received these...what a gift. Almost too good to just wear in the house, definite consideration for wearing to the office. Makes you want to do a little dance really!



Until the next time, I'm clogging off (god I'm funny in these)
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Sunday, 27 May 2012

Ciao Vacanze


Ciao da Italia!

I shall be quiet this week as I am in Italia, the country of pizza, pasta, ice cream, wine and sunshine!

Arrivederci
XX
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Wednesday, 16 May 2012

Domestic Sluttery

Domestic Sluttery...how to cheat your way to the good life, basically my new bible. An amazing coffee table book I discovered a week or so ago.

Split into four sections...Home, Style, Living and Food & Drink this book has everything the modern day working woman needs to survive. Straight talking advice and top tips.





I will of course be updating you when I try the amazing looking recipes but for now here are some of my favourite quips:

Home:

You don't need to be an interior designer to try our tips, you just need a little inspiration, a bit of style and a bottle of wine or two. The rest will come together on its own. For the days that it doesn't, that's what the wine is for.
If you give domestic sluts a choice, laundry and dishes would be the very last thing we did. So we don't always do it - and we don't feel guilty about that either.

Food & Drink:

Domestic Sluts are always thinking about food
Breakfast may be the most important meal of the day, but it's not the best (no meal that starts before 9am ever could be). The wonder that is brunch lets you sleep in on Sunday, eat a glorious mix of the best breakfast goodies AND steak, all while drinking cocktails? Brunch the Domestic Sluts salute you.

Style:

Domestic Sluts don't believe in saving things for best
Number 2 in 'The 10 Style Commandments' = thou shalt not listen to thine mother (sorry Mum, but it's true)

Living:

Regardless of how busy the Domestic Slut gets, we always do our best to remember to laugh. Usually at ourselves
Packing. Ugh
Shop for anything on your lunch break. 8am: Make sure you're looking your best. Rushed shopping can't be done with dry shampooed hair, rubbish shoes and a hungover head. At least start with doing your make up on the train. 11am: Start shopping online while your boss isn't looking

Hands up, who else is a Domestic Slut?
Buy your copy here No coffee table should be without one.
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Saturday, 17 March 2012

Happy St Patrick's Day!

To celebrate (when I get out of bed) I will mainly be drinking 1/2 pints of Guinness with a shot of Tia-Maria in it; trust me, if you don't like Guinness this makes it oh so much better. Watching England V Ireland in the rugby (with no preference on who wins - so shoot me) and generally enjoying the craic.

I have had my nails painted especially for the occasion!
What are you doing on this fine excuse for a celebration?
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Saturday, 18 February 2012

From me, to you

There are no 'special occasions', just occasions. What you do with them makes them special.
Carrie Russell, 2012

Please use this as an excuse to not save things for 'best', drink champagne any time you feel like it and treat yourself. Often.
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