Friday 13th Unlucky? Not For Me!

I didn't realise it was Friday the 13th today and so far, things have been going great.

I got an email advertising tickets for a Bob Dylan concert next week and I thought, "Why not? He's a legend. I'll book it." And so I did. For the rest of the day, I felt pretty chilled which was in part down to it being a Friday, in part because I had my yoga class last night and best of all, the phone system went down at work. Thank you God. There's more.

I was given a design job to do late last week and design is not my thing and nor is Photoshop which I used to bugger around with someones PDF. Anyhow, the job came back from the printers this afternoon and it looked ok. I was pleased.

Then I had a bit of a schadenfreude moment when it turned out that the cleaners had quit because they were sick of the exacting standards laid down by my boss. From what I understand, they accused him of bullying. Knowing him, he'll be tying himself up in knots of guilt over it. It's clearly not his fault, but it's nice to know he's finding it embarassing because it's sweet revenge for his arsey behaviour towards me yesterday.

And there's more, I managed to talk Virgin Media who provide my broadband, telephone and cable TV into upgrading me for free. Managed to talk them into it makes it sound like I've the gift of the gab when in fact I just threatened to take my business elsewhere after seeing that they were offering new customers a better deal than me, and in light of the fact they're probably losing business left right and centre after Sky took their ball home, what else would they do?

And lastly, I had some nice "interactions" with people at work, otherwise known as chats. Makes a change. I'm becoming more human every day.