Fizzy Laptops And Tango Eyes
Unsurprisingly, spilling a glass of beer all over a laptop is not at all good for it, as I discovered last week when I did such an act. I have my laptop back from the repair shop today, and it cannot be repaired cheaply.
I informed my insurance company of the hefty repair bill (which was well in excess of £600), and was promptly told by a worried sounding operator that they would be giving me a new machine – isn’t that nice of them.
Someone will be calling me in the next few days to arrange a similar replacement to my dead laptop. I’ll do my very best to try and blag one like this, but I’m not holding out much hope. What I really, really want is for the replacement to be delivered by Lucky the dog from the MoreThan TV ads – that would be so cool!
In other news, I went to the “Eye Dentist" (or the “Opticians” as they’re more commonly known) this afternoon. Everything is fine; I don’t have glaucoma and am not going blind. To check the contact lenses were working and not burning my retinas from the inside, the optician put some dye on my eyeball. Upon leaving the eye dentists, and looking in a mirror, I was alarmed to see that some of the orange dye had remained. My eyes were all orange and I looked like Eugene Victor Tooms from X-Files! I got scared.
I ALMOST DIDN'T USE THIS PICTURE AS IT STILL FRIGHTENS ME
I informed my insurance company of the hefty repair bill (which was well in excess of £600), and was promptly told by a worried sounding operator that they would be giving me a new machine – isn’t that nice of them.
Someone will be calling me in the next few days to arrange a similar replacement to my dead laptop. I’ll do my very best to try and blag one like this, but I’m not holding out much hope. What I really, really want is for the replacement to be delivered by Lucky the dog from the MoreThan TV ads – that would be so cool!
In other news, I went to the “Eye Dentist" (or the “Opticians” as they’re more commonly known) this afternoon. Everything is fine; I don’t have glaucoma and am not going blind. To check the contact lenses were working and not burning my retinas from the inside, the optician put some dye on my eyeball. Upon leaving the eye dentists, and looking in a mirror, I was alarmed to see that some of the orange dye had remained. My eyes were all orange and I looked like Eugene Victor Tooms from X-Files! I got scared.
I ALMOST DIDN'T USE THIS PICTURE AS IT STILL FRIGHTENS ME
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