Schizophrenic Voices?

Last weekend I headed up to Manchester very early, stopping to fill the car up with fuel at my local petrol station. It was just past 7.15am and I was the only person on the forecourt.

As I was stood there filling the car, I swore that I could hear voices in my mind. I even turned round at one point to see who was there, only to find nobody there at all. I went back to filling the car, watching in horror as the total went up alarmingly, whilst the litres dawdled slowly upwards. Again, I could hear voices behind me, chatting away. At this point I has started to get a little concerned. Had I not actually woken up, but was dreaming instead? Had I crossed into some sort of twilight zone? Was I on the verge of some kind of breakdown? I then realised that the garage had inadvertently left their tannoy on and I was hearing a conversation that the two staff members were having inside the garage.

I wandered in to pay and pointed out that their tannoy was on. We had a laugh that they were only talking about mundane garage chatter, rather then their conquests in the pub last night or something equally embarrassing

Googling medical complaints v2

I had another appointment at St Georges today, this time with a consultant I hadn’t ever seen before. He was quite brisk and hurried - I was in and out of the hospital in 30 minutes flat.

Anyway he mentioned some further detail on the operation I am waiting to have, which I promptly put to one side in my memory for further investigation upon my return home.

If I hadn’t learnt my lesson the last time, I have now. Never again. In fact if I could I’d remove all search engines from my web browsers.

esure? Are you sure?

The insurance for the Jeep is due on Sunday of all days. Anyway given the fact that I can’t be bothered to ring lots of insurance companies I tried the much advertised gocompare website. I’m always skeptical when you are forced to put in your phone number, so I put in a number that goes to a line here on my desk that gets used for some work stuff.

Anyway esure came out the cheapest quote by about £40, so I closed the browser window whilst I thought about what to do.

Moments later this phone rings and it is a call centre monkey asking whether I wanted to go ahead with them as they were the cheapest quote I’d had. I stopped the girl dead in her tracks when I said no, she seemed genuinely confused as to why I didn’t want to buy the cheapest policy for the car.

With great pleasure I told her that there were two reasons I wasn’t going to go ahead. Firstly I’d not asked to be called and had ticked a box which said “Do not contact me by phone, post or email.” And secondly, their TV adverts with Michael Winner were so annoying to me, that I could never buy their products.

After the call had finished I suddenly thought I could have ended the call with a “Calm down dear,” sometimes my brain doesn’t work as quick as I’d like it to because that would have been a great parting shot!