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ECf'nW

I kinda think of this as an open letter to Vince McMahon.

Simple suggestions are as follows:

  1. ECW goes back to being hardcore, i.e. every match is extreme rules (this doesn’t mean every match needs a trashcan, it just means every match CAN have a trashcan, etc.)
  2. Stop eliminating the ECW originals. Sort out the fuckups and bring back RVD, Sabu, Sandman et al. Give Dreamer back his blog.
  3. Instantly terminate this pathetic “talent exchange” with Smackdown it’s so rubbish and transparent.
  4. Big Daddy V is an investment. You guys are good at building brutes. Shame that you only build them one at a time instead of at the same time so they can have matches amongst themselves instead of just always chasing title. Why is Snitsky suffering on RAW when he could be battling with Big Daddy V or Mark Henry???

More later.

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TFFT3

Virgin Media are at it again it would seem.

Now it’s going to cost Joe Public 25p per minute to call their technical support helpline. That’ll be £5 just to get through the menu system to a human being then!

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TFFT2

No more Sky+ charge for me from June 🙂

So in summary, leave Telewest (a.k.a. Virgin Media) and get more channels, Sky+ functions and faster ‘uncapped’ broadband for less money.

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Wait a minute, this isn't ADSL

Well yesterday (11 January 2007) definitely isn’t going to be nominated for the “best day of 2007” category at this years “mystic remembers the year just gone awards” on Christmas Day 2007.

It started off innocently enough as I had a Sky installation (consisting of one standard box, one sky plus box & 16MB broadband) scheduled to take place. I won’t go into one about how on Tuesday British Telecom managed to FUBAR the home telephone line because it’s just not worth it.

So, late night, followed by early start to wait for Sky to ring and let me know when someone is coming. 2 hours later, no call, off to a flying start here.

Meanwhile BT engineer turns up. Nice enough bloke, quite chatty. As with most of the installers I meet, can’t be bothered to follow company procedure and give me a rake of old flannel about what’s happening. He just told me exactly what was wrong and then fixed the fucker, solid.

It’s about 2pm by the time the BT chap has finished (what essentially looked like a rewire of the entire street) and still no word from Sky. So we give the old call up, forced through the old menu maze and presto one automated message along the lines of “bit too busy to talk right now, but basically we turn up whenever we like between (a) & (b) and that’s your tough titties” message.

Not ever being a fan, I abuse the menu system to find “a human being” who tells me they’re very sorry they didn’t ring me and they’re job is scheduled for between 1pm & 4pm.

*more later*