Tuesday, 11 February 2025

thirteen hour day

 Disappointment came with the post, the post that did not come. There would have been a chance to do some further work on the printer, but that was not possible. In the morning, a second printer was bought, the same model as the first, but one that should workperfectly well.

It is all too much money.

Standing up put the foot against the cable for charging the telephone by mistake. The tiny plug breaks, the cable is suddenly completely useless.

Things go wrong, the woman changes the collection date for the printer twice. We will see what goes wrong in the near future. The second printer, the new one, will need to be collected in exactly one week. The woman is asking for money, she does not realise that the online system will pay her once the machine has been inspected and collected.

The world consists of misunderstandings.

Have a late midday meal in the Thai place. Then go on to the cheap shop and buy a new cable. Unpack it in the shop and allow the people there to throw away the packaging. It is smart enough, but it is just junk once the device has been bought.

Enjoy a pleasant cup of coffee in one of the better cafés. There is a man there indulging in a constant rant in a loud whiney voice. The place would be more pleasant without his stupid complaints.

It is a day spent reacting to things.

Now it is time to check on the washing in the machine.

And it is eight in the evening.

Breakfast was thirteen hours ago.

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