Wednesday, February 22, 2006

As good as it gets

Who will look after Harvey when I am in jail? No-one else understands his little foibles except husband and he is away half the week. We will have to hope that Bill Gates likes dogs.

You see the day started fine and dandy, if not a trifle early, except for the fact that I couldn't send or receive emails. This went on all morning so eventually I decided to try and find out what was happening. I could detail the whole experience but it would bore me so I'll just say after seven phone calls BT decided they couldn't help me and gave me another number to ring. This turned out to be Microsoft who wanted to know the product ID. When I told them, they said I was using it illegally. Any moment now I am expecting a knock at the door.

Can they trace me from a phone call? Surely BT wouldn't give out personal information willy nilly. But they must be working hand in hand with Microsoft and even if they weren't Microsoft could hack into BT's system and get my address. There is probably a swarthy man in a suit making his way to my house right now. Oh me oh mi.

The man on ebay assured us it was genuine and legitimate. He didn't mention that we were supposed to be a school.

I used to think that 'as good as it gets' meant something was absolutely wonderful. Then I saw the film of the same name. In it, Jack Nicholson's character uses it in quite a different way. He says to a crowd of people in a psychiatrist's waiting room, 'Suppose this is as good as it gets?'

When I thought of the title to the post it was that usage that I was thinking of, but actually my life is just excellent. I am very happy (as long as I don't think about Welsh rugby) despite computers, kettles and cars. Thanks God, my life is as good as it gets.

Oh, and by the way, after I'd rebooted the computer, my emails worked okay.

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