And so ends another week...

...and a pretty horrid week it has been too.

Everything is change, change, change at the moment at work. I don't think anyone has heard of the old saying "if it ain't broke, and it works, why fix it?" because everything is being 'fixed' with things that surprisingly DON'T WORK... Don't get me wrong, change can be good - we shouldn't cling to our comfort blankets just because it's easy, it's familiar - but there is also a thing called 'change overload' and I think that is the point that we at work are reaching, even though we are only in the early stages of the current round of 'essential changes'............(bah!)

Moving on...

Friday evening's commute was a doozy. Anyone and everyone who owns an MP3 player/personal hi-fi (do folk still have those?????) must have been in the train coach with me. Now forgive me if I'm wrong but I thought 'personal' meant just that, PERSONAL - not blaring out so the whole coach can hear every word or shreak that is blasting someones ears (or would be able to hear if the noise could be separated from all the other blaring noise >:o ...). Hey, I like loud music, in the right places, but do these folk realise what they are doing to their hearing - I SAID DO THEY KNOW WHAT THEY ARE DOING TO THEIR HEARING - sorry, wasn't sure if I could be heard (LOL). My Dad had terrible trouble with the tone-range of his hearing, in later life, and it so frustrated him especially as it was caused by his working environment - not self induced - back in the days before H&S and ear-protectors... It didn't go down too well with Mum either as she was able to hear the TV perfectly clearly from the end of the garden when Dad was watching.........However, I digress, loud music of the personal hi-fi type is not what you want to be listening to after a grotty day/week at work but yesterday had the crowning glory of someone singing along to what they were listening to - well perhaps 'singing' is a slight exageration - have you seen the X Factor auditions where the judges are confronted by someone who opens their mouth and suddenly you have the sensation of nails scraping down blackboards (got the picture?) - in the row of seats in front of me was this demented woman (not young might I hasten to add) shreaking away and doing her Stevie Wonder head swaying impression. The sigh of relief when she got off could be heard above the MP3 players (ROFL).

Now if you want loud music that you can enjoy, get the car out! I'm not talking vibrating base that makes the pavement shudder as the car passes by. I'm talking open road motoring - somewhere you can 'feed the fantasy' without being a nuisance - afterall, if you are giving it your all singing along to your favourite tracks, who is going to see except for the folk driving in the opposite direction and I don't think they are going to turn around and come after you to tell you that you look stupid *giggle*. Better yet, the theme tunes from all those wonderful cop shows are great for letting off your frustration. Imagine zooming along the motorway to The Sweeny or The Professionals visualising all those car chases...a lot safer than trying it yourself!!! Who says that it is only the boys that dream of fast cars...perhaps the boys might try to imitate the wheelspins and handbreak turns in their souped-up Fiestas, Rovers, whatevers...we girls have far more imagination :o).................

Well, the weekend is here. Best make the most of it before Monday is with us again. Now where did I put that TV themes CD??????????????????