May 6th, 2005

Me, Racing Stripes

And now this!

Jeff's playing up.

Got into Jeff last night and turned the key and nothing happened. After a bit of an argument with him (and some problems with the immobiliser) I eventually got him started and got home. I had to go out again later to do some shopping and he started fine so I didn't think anything of it.

This morning I get in and turn the key and again nothing happens.

I figure this is going to be a regular occurrence, so I ring Marshall Batteries for a replacement (engine isn't even turning over, so it sounds like the batteries dead to me).

Marshal guy arrives, and after a brief inspection he works out the battery isn't dead (though it's four years old, so probably will need to be replaced soon) but one of the terminal connectors is broken, so it's not connecting correctly. He wiggles it a bit and Jeff starts fine.

The connector is not something that he can replace and there is no way he wants to remove the connector with it already broken if it's not going to be replaced so for the moment we leave it.

However, I know now that if this happens again (which is most likely) to just wiggle the connector and try again.

I had already planned to put Jeff in for a service in about a month or so after I moved and got settled in the new place (and the financial situation is looking better) and this just makes it a definite.

Why does this sort of stuff happen when I can't afford it?
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Me, Racing Stripes

That was lunch

There's a reason I like working here. My workmates!

Sunday is Sarah's birthday, so most of IT went to Sizzler for lunch. Present was Sarah, Stephen, Emilio, Michael, Petey (IT Manager), myself and Demi (the receptionist).

We were there being our usual geeky selves, and we were discussing the best way to smuggle a pile of smarties (part of the desert bar) out.

Emilio suggested to slice open a piece of the cheese toast to create a pocket and fill it full of smarties. Stephen then decided this sounded like a good idea, so he did, sealed it back up and put it back on the plate resulting in a slightly lumpy piece of cheese toast.

Then Petey (remember, he's the IT Manager) picked it up and ate it! :) According to Petey it actually tasted pretty good!

On the way back to the office we got distracted watching a street artist. With clever use of spray paint, household objects, cardboard and newspaper he created a beautiful piece of art. If I wasn't broke because of the move I would have bought one.
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