For truly is it said, ‘you cannot get the staff’. Some eejit has just spent six hours of her life going through seventeen steps, yes seventeen, count them! What for? To load, with extreme care, two pictures, the zoomed one and the same picture, unzoomed on top of each other into a remote computer in Norway. It’s far too late at night to trek across whatever sea it is and get them back, I shall have to find out how to do that in the morning.
Seventeen steps, seventeen wrong steps for each of 37 new products. I’m not even going to do the maths. Yes I am that’s 629 things I missed a party to sit in the heat and do wrong, wrong wrongitty wrong.
I couldn’t do just one and try it out could I? No I had to do all 629 wrong bits first before putting three in the shop and having a look. It’ll make your eyes go funny, it’s two fireplaces and a doll that should look like this
but not on top of each other.
Right, I’m going to sack myself right now. I’m not fit to work here and I hope I don’t think I’m going to sell any like that. And look at the way I’m dressed for work. Shorts! With my legs! Well it just isn’t good enough. Collect my things, empty my desk and be back at work tomorrow at once.
That’s the trouble with working from home. You simply cannot get the staff.