Or perhaps that should be the other way around.
However, they are not related per se, rather just relevant to my life in the last 24 hours
For the former, I ended up at 3am this morning buying this expensive app to help me sleep. Except it clearly didn’t help me sleep since I had to wake up fully to buy it, then got stressed because I’d just spent a stupid amount of money on it.
I then tried to use it, when it said do this an hour before bedtime. Fucked from the start. You then had to colour in this Japanese temple thing, which is likely not called a temple, except I couldn’t find all the bits I was meant to colour in. It did succeed in ensuring I was fully and totally awake at this point.
I coloured in the fucking temple, out of sheer bloody mindedness, wanting to throw my phone out of the window. And still wondering how to get my money back. Then it said to listen to music to relax and go to sleep – at this point I was planning a hit on the app developers.
Queer as Folk on Netflix calmed me down enough to give up on sleep and go and get some coffee. There was me thinking my Netflix subscription was expensive prior to this stupid bloody app.
You may be relieved to know the debt collector didn’t feature in this part of my day, I certainly was. I would have been even more relieved if he hadn’t featured in any part of any day.
I got a call at 2.15pm, from a man introducing himself as a debt collector for an unnamed organisation – he didn’t say it was unnamed, to be clear – I am since this is a public blog. Telling me he had called at #14 and I wasn’t there and they had never heard of me.
Understandably since I don’t live at number 14, I told him, thinking oh fantastic, my neighbour across the hall got their door buzzed with this information. He told me why he was there and I told him why he shouldn’t be – this went on for a while
We then agreed that the post going to the wrong flat number may have actually been the problem. And bonded over how hard it was to enter house or flat numbers which were unusual into online systems.
All of this as I was just about to jump on a call for a potential consultancy about leading on a strategy for Anticipatory Action. I wondered if telling them I had just experienced what happens if you don’t take anticipatory action would help me get the piece of work.
For the record, I didn’t overshare and I did get the work. And the debt collector is my NBF.
Life Changing Times 