Microsoft R&D robbed
Thieves broke into the Microsoft
Research and Development Department. Microsoft must feel like the
bloke who, on getting mugged for his phone, has the hoodie say:
“Actually, mate, you can have this
back. Wouldn't be seen dead with one of those.”
Only Apple iPads were stolen. The
Microsoft PR team should've got in there, handed out a load of
freebies to their staff, and claimed that shedloads of MS gear was
robbed too. Or just written it all off and kept it quiet. Imagine a
BMW dealership being turned over and only a couple of traded-in Honda
Civics on the missing list.
Mosquito? A buzz word for cronyism
Ms Mosquito is a good mate of one of
those police commissioner blokes voted in by less than 15% of the
population. He's made her his deputy (the job wasn't offered to
anyone else, or advertised, or anything). £65,000 a year for a
three-day week. The appointment has been sold with the £10,000
saving because she could be on £75,000 a year line. Sold, but no
one's buying it.
The Underground is 150 years old
Isn't about time they cleaned the
escalators on the Northern line then?
So the trains were chugging along in
the tunnels (or the tunnel, at first) while at ground level people
were still getting around on horse drawn transport. Touching their
Oyster cards on and off the hansom cabs.
City fans won't pay...
...and who can blame them?
£62 for the Arsenal City game, on
Sunday. A game that is on Sky TV, so it will be available in almost
every pub in the country.
It isn't just the costs, but they
escalate: £30 travel, a bit of food, maybe a programme, it's over
the ton for the day out.
It's also the time. Four pm kick off,
out of the ground at six. The Emirates transport nightmare, then the
long trip home, with a working Monday on the morrow. Yes, there's
nothing like a live sporting event, and yes there's something special
about an away game, but no, not at any cost.
One of the Arsenal Internet regulars
can't get there, and he tweeted: “Two spares for Citeh. Going for
face value. £126. Each. Yeah, that's face value.” No wonder the
manager's on £7.5m a year and the Whateveritishedoes Gazidis makes
that up to a cool ten mill, a year, for a management team that's
delivered jack for twelve years. No, Arsene. Fourth place isn't a
trophy. It isn't anything like a trophy.
Champions' League football is a
consolation if you mounted a realistic title challenge that failed.
When you try to sell a consolation as an objective, there's something
rotten in the state of Denmark.
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