Morning Fluffers :)
A few weeks ago, I had a good moan about trying to get an appointment at our Doctor's Surgery... try it, you might like it! Quite a few of you joined in and some e-mailed me to express outrage about this and other pressing issues, and we had quite a good time. As my last rant was on a Wednesday, and today, is, in fact, Wednesday, I thought it might be fun to have a light hearted Wynj (no I didn't spell that wrong, check my last name...) on Wednesday. (Doc, eating too many peanuts and finkin' you're a goner, doesn't count, you do that every day!)
Pet hates, things that rub you up the wrong way, share 'em! But remember, it's just a bit of fun. And. In a week or so, let's say Wednesday... I'll select a random comment to win this small Candy... La Jeaune Fille a l'Eventail Rubber Stamp from Little Miss Muffet Stamps and Prima En Francais Paper Stack. No need to put a picture in your sidebar, but let's see how many people we can get talking!
Let's get this party started...
A few days ago, my e-mail provider, the one I keep saying I'm going to ditch, because it can be a bit random, but I stick with because I'm fond of the address, decided to lock me out of my e-mail account. Because. They thought someone else was using it. Now, I'm often logged into my e-mail on multiple computers, as I'm a compulsive e-mail stalker and I come out in a rash if I am disconnected from the Internet for anything longer than, three and a half minutes. But, on this occasion, I was in one place, on one pooter only. Something else that can also cause me to hyperventilate after prolonged exposure. So, it seemed a little random. But as I said, why expect anything else from the 'a bit random' provider.
Helpfully, in the link I had to follow to try and get back in to my e-mail, they told me, they had e-mailed me a new password, so I could get back in to my e-mail. Yes, you read that right. All I had to do, was log in and get the password. I'll not tell you what I said, but it was quite loud, and because Sweet Cheeks was out, it went something along the lines of 'You're 'avin' a laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarf!'
Needless to say, as I was locked out of my e-mail, I couldn't get into my e-mail to get the password to get into my e-mail! And so, I had to go with the alternative. This took over half an hour, by which time I was well and truly throwing my rattle out of the pram and involved me answering questions a bit like this...
Who was the last person you e-mailed
What is their e-mail address
What was the subject title of the e-mail
State three folder titles from your Inbox
Name three people that currently reside in Luxembourg
Well, I fell at the first hurdle, Peeps. Last person I e-mailed? Hmmmmmm, I was doing seven things at once, so, it could have been one of seven. What's their e-mail address? I only know my e-mail address because I've had it so long. I don't remember phone numbers anymore because they are programmed in the phone. Same with the prompty e-mail name writer thingy. What was the subject line? I don't know! I don't know who I e-mailed! State three folder titles from your Inbox... AHA! Now we're getting somewhere. As you know I'm borderline compulsive and completely obsessive, so folders are broken down into things like Design Teams, people and shopping and they're alphabetical! Simples. So, I only answered one question, but I did it sooooooooooo vividly, they let me back in just to shut me up. Result! I don't think they'll be doing that again. Now, who do I e-mail about closing my account...
Have a great Wednesday!