OK, I’ve been really bad at doing Friday fun posts for the last few weeks. D’oh. Today was mostly filled with Christmas shopping (the annoying part of Christmas) – but thankfully Amazon made some of it a lot easier :)
Finally, an answer to our stupidly high fuel prices… a new company called Petrol Direct is offering petrol and diesel at much lower prices, who “ship directly from countries with the lowest tax rates to the UK and save you money.”.
They have the following to say about themselves:
As far as we know the direct supply of highly volatile fuels through the post is an as-yet untapped market. Indeed, you can get just about anything else mail order these days so we thought that it was high time we started to leverage the synergies of the worldwide energy macroeconomy to produce a paradigm shift of groundbreaking proportions.
I forgot to do my Friday fun post last week – oops!
Never mind – here’s a little something, it’s been around for a fair while but it’s pretty cool. It’s a little magic trick by a friend of a friend, Colin Soper, who is a rather talented balloon modeller.
According to this report, Camelot have had to withdraw a scratch card because the general public are too thick to understand negative numbers.
From the article:
Tina Farrell, from Levenshulme, called Camelot after failing to win with several cards.
The 23-year-old, who said she had left school without a maths GCSE, said: “On one of my cards it said I had to find temperatures lower than -8. The numbers I uncovered were -6 and -7 so I thought I had won, and so did the woman in the shop. But when she scanned the card the machine said I hadn’t.
“I phoned Camelot and they fobbed me off with some story that -6 is higher – not lower – than -8 but I’m not having it.
Another Friday fun post. Thankfully I’ve got today booked off work for a long weekend :)
A woman is standing, naked, in front of a mirror. She says to her husband, “I’m horrible, fat, and ugly,could you pay me a compliment and cheer me up?”
Yesterday a business contact of mine spoke of badgering someone (meaning to pester them). I remarked that it’s a great word, and he raised the interesting observation: “what’s it called when a badger does it?”.
Now of course I have sympathy for the loss of their son, but I do think campaigning to ban pen lids is ridiculous. What next, shall we start a campaign to ban kitchen knives, because sometimes people cut themselves on them?