I am hating BT right now. Actually I’ve been hating them since yesterday evening. The bloody technician never showed up to install the new line and internet connection. I had to wait 2 weeks with no internet and now THIS?

They said, they don’t KNOW when I will be able to have everything installed! They said, I will have to call them again tomorrow! They said - they said - THEY SAID! URRRGGGH! I hate them! I was on hold for 1 hour yesterday and no one answered and spent another hour this morning waiting before someone did. That’s two hours total! Two hours on my mobile doesn’t just mean that my brain is now fried, it also means that my mobile phone was charged 2 hours extra outside my free minutes because the stupid people at BT don’t provide you with an alternative number to that 0800 free number!

Am I making sense? No? Well so what? They didn’t make any sense either. Not only do I have to pay £130 for the new line to be connected but also wait for 2 weeks (to begin with) and now who knows how much longer! How come it takes 10 minutes to order something but then it takes weeks to actually get it? I hate this!

As if that wasn’t bad enough I’ve been listening to that new Robbie Williams song (the Rudebox or whatever it’s called) because they keep playing it on the radio. I hate that song! He sounds like a chav gone wrong!

Now, what they should do is play the new Justin Timberlake song (SexyBack) all day! I love that song! I ADORE it! I want to make love to it! I want to have its babies! Well maybe I don’t like it that much but I still like it a lot more than Rudebox.

But don’t singers listen to what the songs sound like? Don’t they hear how bad they sound? And if they do, do they just go on and sing them anyway? On the other hand, what a cool profession, being a singer. Just think! People ask you what it is you do for a living and you reply “I sing!”, like it’s such a hard thing to do. I’m sure not everybody can do it but with the right training (and machines) even the worst singers can sound decent enough. Take for example Paris Hilton, she can’t sing, can’t act and should not be allowed to but she has made films and now she’s got an album that’s selling!

At least one of the positive things about being a singer is that you can amuse yourself by practicing it, if you’re any good, that is. Because you get to create something pretty or sexy and you can listen to it yourself. Actors have the same advantage sometimes. But not when they are asked to make sequels to really good (or really bad) films that should be left alone.

And they always think really stupid stories for the sequel! And the taglines are even sillier! Like Saw 2 - “Oh yes, there will be blood”. Um, really? You don’t say! Because all I remember from Saw 1 was the pretty butterflies… In the same way, there could be a new Hairspray film (you know the musical one); Hairspray 2 - “The ozone layer will never be the same!”

Gosh! The stupidity of some people…

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Written by Colin Brooks on 15.08.06 at 2:50 pm.