So, I have finally embarked on real searching for a role in the Middle East.
8 emails sent out. Will I hear back from anyone?
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The Irony That Is The Password Hint
It has taken me an entire week to figure out the password for this blog account!
After trying every possible combination, I decided to try the password hint function. What I thought was a relatively simple hint led to hours of responses to no avail.
So much for the password hint!? What the hell was I thinking? I know the answer. I swear I do. I just can't actually figure out what answer I actually typed out when configuring this damned thing!
I finally resorted to emailing Google for assistance but apparently they couldn't verify that I am who I am on this account and that was that!
I decided that it was a sign. It was time to announce a sudden and swift death to Verocious Voice. Time to bury the blog.
However, I woke up slightly troubled this morning at my own inability to memorise a simple damned password and mortified at the thought my brain could not compute my own password hint! I was not going down without a fight!!!!
So I gave it one final shot and a few magic words appeared - password is too short or not enough characters in password (something like that) - and after a couple of attempts, SUCCESS!
Password changed - Affirmative.
Password hint changed - Affirmative.
Keep the blog - Undecided.
After trying every possible combination, I decided to try the password hint function. What I thought was a relatively simple hint led to hours of responses to no avail.
So much for the password hint!? What the hell was I thinking? I know the answer. I swear I do. I just can't actually figure out what answer I actually typed out when configuring this damned thing!
I finally resorted to emailing Google for assistance but apparently they couldn't verify that I am who I am on this account and that was that!
I decided that it was a sign. It was time to announce a sudden and swift death to Verocious Voice. Time to bury the blog.
However, I woke up slightly troubled this morning at my own inability to memorise a simple damned password and mortified at the thought my brain could not compute my own password hint! I was not going down without a fight!!!!
So I gave it one final shot and a few magic words appeared - password is too short or not enough characters in password (something like that) - and after a couple of attempts, SUCCESS!
Password changed - Affirmative.
Password hint changed - Affirmative.
Keep the blog - Undecided.
Friday, April 9, 2010
The Mammoth Search...
Searching for a specialised role in Digital in the Middle East/Gulf is akin to finding a needle in a haystack.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Banned!
Officially on a self imposed shopping ban until July 15, 2010.
I hereby request that you do not allow me to make any purchases whatsoever!
I hereby request that you do not allow me to make any purchases whatsoever!
Saturday Night Saga
Why is it that when Saturday night hits, there is an expectation that an outing must take place?
Well screw convention and the norm. I refuse to succumb to the social dogma of what is perceived to be the night of drinking and chaos!
I don't want to go out for drinks with you.
I don't want to go out clubbing with you.
I don't want to go bar hopping with you.
I don't want to grab a bite to eat with you.
I don't want to see you.
I don't want to hang out.
I am quite content with my bottle of Pinot and Wolverine on the box.
Your Saturday just might be my Thursday. In other words - PISS OFF!
Well screw convention and the norm. I refuse to succumb to the social dogma of what is perceived to be the night of drinking and chaos!
I don't want to go out for drinks with you.
I don't want to go out clubbing with you.
I don't want to go bar hopping with you.
I don't want to grab a bite to eat with you.
I don't want to see you.
I don't want to hang out.
I am quite content with my bottle of Pinot and Wolverine on the box.
Your Saturday just might be my Thursday. In other words - PISS OFF!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Fuck You Mimco!
Oh how I fell in love. It was infatuation at first glance. Electric Blue - so sexy! Divine you were. Three tones of electric blue and a slither of suede amidst the leather. You consumed my entire being. I just had to have you!!!
$229 later and mine you were. I admired you for days - my newly prized obsession.
Weeks passed and you continued to linger on my mind until at last the moment arrived when I was ready to show you to the world. What a show you gave, leaving admirers every step you took - breathtaking, seductive, alluring.
What went wrong? Why did you betray me in such a way? How could things turn so sour within a matter of hours? I loved you. I desired you. What did you show me in return? Hate and ridicule thrown my way. You deceived me. You ripped a piece of my skin and left your mark.
48 hours have passed and the pain still remains. Yes, you really did leave your mark. Love has turned into disgust!
Fuck You Mimco! Fuck your electric blue flat shoes too!
$229 later and mine you were. I admired you for days - my newly prized obsession.
Weeks passed and you continued to linger on my mind until at last the moment arrived when I was ready to show you to the world. What a show you gave, leaving admirers every step you took - breathtaking, seductive, alluring.
What went wrong? Why did you betray me in such a way? How could things turn so sour within a matter of hours? I loved you. I desired you. What did you show me in return? Hate and ridicule thrown my way. You deceived me. You ripped a piece of my skin and left your mark.
48 hours have passed and the pain still remains. Yes, you really did leave your mark. Love has turned into disgust!
Fuck You Mimco! Fuck your electric blue flat shoes too!
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