Bride to the King
Jul. 4th, 2013 04:34 pmI don't want this to be all Barbara Cartland, all the time, but I have to say thank you to
gwendraith for pointing out that Nuneaton Castle, scene of the last fine novel I read, is a real place, open to visitors. You can go and pretend to be Sorilda while a friend or loved one pretends to be the Earl! (If anyone does that and provides photographic proof, I will... I will knit you a hat.*)
My office building is a couple of doors up from a small, independent supermarket, and we have an account there for our milk and tissues and such. And teabags. So many teabags. Our teabag overhead is enormous. Nearly as big as the wage bill. No, that's not true. But it's still more than you'd expect twelve people to generate, particularly when at least three of them don't drink tea. I think we've got mice. Mice that are making themselves cups of tea.
But I'm not here to talk about our exorbitant teabag expenses. No, I want to talk about the woman who does their accounts and the capricious way she doles out smiley stamps on the monthly statement. It's taken me a long time to realise this, because it only happens once a month. What happens is that she sends out a monthly statement showing what we owe, with a stamp on the bottom showing a smiley face saying, 'Thanks for keeping your account up-to-date!' Now, our account is always up-to-date, because I pay it on the day I get it. But one month, I didn't get the smiley stamp, and I was surprised how upset I was about not getting it. My account is up-to-date; where's my smiley stamp? Hmph. But it was back next month, and the month after that, then it was gone again. And I finally worked out what it is. It depends on whether I email a remittance advice or not: if I email the remittance, I get the stamp. So I've been remembering to email her a remittance advice every month, and consequently, I've been getting a smiley stamp the next month. It doesn't take much to make me happy.
Only, I emailed a remittance last month. I know, because I can see it in my Sent Items folder. The June statement came today, and it doesn't have a stamp. Readers, I am distraught. I want my smiley stamp, dammit!
Here is a dog in a bee-keeping costume.
* Conditions apply.
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My office building is a couple of doors up from a small, independent supermarket, and we have an account there for our milk and tissues and such. And teabags. So many teabags. Our teabag overhead is enormous. Nearly as big as the wage bill. No, that's not true. But it's still more than you'd expect twelve people to generate, particularly when at least three of them don't drink tea. I think we've got mice. Mice that are making themselves cups of tea.
But I'm not here to talk about our exorbitant teabag expenses. No, I want to talk about the woman who does their accounts and the capricious way she doles out smiley stamps on the monthly statement. It's taken me a long time to realise this, because it only happens once a month. What happens is that she sends out a monthly statement showing what we owe, with a stamp on the bottom showing a smiley face saying, 'Thanks for keeping your account up-to-date!' Now, our account is always up-to-date, because I pay it on the day I get it. But one month, I didn't get the smiley stamp, and I was surprised how upset I was about not getting it. My account is up-to-date; where's my smiley stamp? Hmph. But it was back next month, and the month after that, then it was gone again. And I finally worked out what it is. It depends on whether I email a remittance advice or not: if I email the remittance, I get the stamp. So I've been remembering to email her a remittance advice every month, and consequently, I've been getting a smiley stamp the next month. It doesn't take much to make me happy.
Only, I emailed a remittance last month. I know, because I can see it in my Sent Items folder. The June statement came today, and it doesn't have a stamp. Readers, I am distraught. I want my smiley stamp, dammit!
Here is a dog in a bee-keeping costume.
* Conditions apply.