Still grumpy, which is partly because I've been a bit under the weather.
Went out for a fab Chinese on Tuesday night, as planned, but was then sick for 24 hours afterwards. I don't think it was anything I ate that night because everyone else was fine, and we all ate the same stuff. It meant I had hardly any sleep on Tuesday night*, stayed at home on Wednesday being sad and sorry for myself, and am in the office today with a headache and a bit of a scowly old face.
Did the rest of the job interviews this morning, which went ok I think. I have to drive to Bath tomorrow with all the associated paperwork because our HR system is a bit, well, crap. It's a long and tiresome story, but basically there is no indication on the computer system that if you fill in the electronic forms in the wrong order you lock everyone else out of that bit of the system. I went all the bloody way through the on-line "help" to check**.
So, I did what I thought was the right thing, accidentally buggered it all up, and then got a frankly rather cheeky telling-off from the HR goon over the phone. Words will be had when I see them about appropriate telephone manners and customer relations.
Other news: Really beautiful frost this morning. It was -2 outside the house this morning as I scraped ice off the car. Driving across Salisbury Plain was lovely. All the trees and grasses were covered in hoar frost and the sun was shining. Magical. Bit cold though.
I went to the supermarket in town to fill the car up with diesel before work today. It costs £1.07 at our local petrol station. Bloody atrocious. Only (only! ha!) £1.02 at the supermarket.
Our American mates were horrified when they worked out that we are paying about 9 US dollars a gallon for fuel. I think they said they pay about 3.
It's getting to the point where we are having to seriously consider which journeys we can cut out to save on fuel.
I only ever seem to go to work or the supermarket anyway. Gah.
*Kept feeling like I was going to barf...ugh
**Looking for more evidence of crapness