Aside : So a 'BT engineer' is some species of troll or orc is it ? You know, evil incarnate .... born underground ... later emerges into the sunlight ... to wreak havoc upon kind & innocent surface dwellers ... eternal plague of the righteous etc ?
[Frances Urquhart voice on]
You might very well think that, but I couldn't possibly comment!
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Wikipedia - BT Engineer
A rapidly declining species once indigenous to the British Isles, and rapidly dying out particularly in parts of London. Zoologists disagree as to the cause, but some rumours abound of the few survivors found staggering the streets with wild eyes and 3 foot beards, asking what year it is.
If you know of their whereabouts Chris *sweetest and... incidentally... most deranged smile* you will let me know won't you? :)
So - nearly broke the double posting rule in David's thread :))))
*look round seti refuge* might have to install a naughty step somewhere... *pause to glare at install* *ponder whether it should be instal* *decide it shouldn't be and leave*
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Aside : So a 'BT engineer' is some species of troll or orc is it ? You know, evil incarnate .... born underground ... later emerges into the sunlight ... to wreak havoc upon kind & innocent surface dwellers ... eternal plague of the righteous etc ?
[Frances Urquhart voice on]
You might very well think that, but I couldn't possibly comment!
[Frances Urquhart voice off]
Wikipedia - BT Engineer
A rapidly declining species once indigenous to the British Isles, and rapidly dying out particularly in parts of London. Zoologists disagree as to the cause, but some rumours abound of the few survivors found staggering the streets with wild eyes and 3 foot beards, asking what year it is.
If you know of their whereabouts Chris *sweetest and... incidentally... most deranged smile* you will let me know won't you? :)
So - nearly broke the double posting rule in David's thread :))))
*look round seti refuge* might have to install a naughty step somewhere... *pause to glare at install* *ponder whether it should be instal* *decide it shouldn't be and leave*
Some of them have migrated north. Santa's elves have presented my village with a shiny new Infinity cabinet, and earlier this week there was a sighting of the aforementioned, sitting on a camp stool and solemnly knitting its insides. But apparently they still haven't found a way of floating optical fibre across the canal...
Some of them have migrated north. Santa's elves have presented my village with a shiny new Infinity cabinet,
So... a place to gather when there's not a lot else going on... nice :) You must all be so pleased Richard :)))
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...and earlier this week there was a sighting of the aforementioned, sitting on a camp stool and solemnly knitting its insides.
Knitting or snarling?
Oh, and I hope you didn't let him leave... the word "leave" in the BT Engineers little book of knowledge is defined as meaning "fleeing a crime scene".
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But apparently they still haven't found a way of floating optical fibre across the canal...
Someone should explain to them what bridges are for...
So nice to see you today! :) Hope all is going very pleasantly indeed :)
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Someone should explain to them what bridges are for...
Canal bridges are for swinging...
Are they? I'll have a go at that :) Sounds fun.
*Pause to consider Richard's response* oh... *remove foot from mouth* ... we don't have many of those round my way to my knowledge. Ours stay put a lot. Might I suggest you don't point out the bridges to them then...?
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Our copper lines cross from the tops of two elderly wooden poles, which are starting to stoop and bow towards each other under the strain of years.
Going to make them work till they drop I suppose :/
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Actually, I'm friends with a retired member of the AT&T subspecies. He has many wondrous stories of his adventures with helping and not helping people.
Like the time the owner of an apartment complex decided to build a fence to separate his property from the strip mall backing onto it. He properly called JULIE (Joint Utility Location Information eXchange; goes by other names in other states or jurisdictions). AT%T sent a representative out to mark the location of their large cable serving the phones in all the businesses in the strip mall; it happened to be pretty much right on the property line. Then the fence contractor came out and thought that pretty colored line on the ground was where he was supposed to put the fence, so he dug a series of holes all the way down the line. Needless to say, said businesses were without phones for several days.
He is also a railfan, so he just loved it when he got assigned to jobs within railroad yards, especially when it was possible for a train to block him in there so he couldn't leave after finishing a 15-minute task. He'd just have to stay there for hours because, dad-gum-it, he couldn't safely leave. It wasn't like he WANTED to sit there doing nothing on company time, poor guy.
Then there was the time he went out to repair somebody's service and it turned out their line back to the office was bad. One of the other pairs in the cable was assigned to a pay phone, but when he looked, the pay phone did not physically exist. He called the owner/lessor/operator/whatever of said pay phone to ask if he would kindly cancel the service sot he pair could be used for the other line. Said owner refused. He was somehow making money by having that pay phone there, even though it wasn't there. My friend ended up using the pair anyway, figuring that a nonexistent phone might as well have a nonexistent line. He never heard any more about it. The guy is probably still making money on his ghost phone.
David
Miserable old git
Patiently waiting for the asteroid with my name on it.
If you know of their whereabouts Chris *sweetest and... incidentally... most deranged smile* you will let me know won't you? :)
[David Attenborough voice on]
Well here it is at last ... the goal of our quest. After three months of careful searching we've caught up with one of the the legendary missing London BT Engineers. If I keep my voice down and approach carefully, behind the natural cover of parked cars and lamp posts, we may be able to get closer. It's almost incredible isn't it, to think that this nearly human being has managed to eke out an existence, and survived the most incredible traumas known to modern man.
It's almost unimaginable, I find - the thought of this once proud man innocently strolling through the streets of London, perhaps even swaggering a little, - could exist against all odds. Oh dear, I think he may have spotted us ......
[David Attenborough voice off]
Waiting for Godot & salvation :-)
Why do doctors have to practice?
You'd think they'd have got it right by now
Someone should explain to them what bridges are for...
Canal bridges are for swinging...
Are they? I'll have a go at that :) Sounds fun.
*Pause to consider Richard's response* oh... *remove foot from mouth* ... we don't have many of those round my way to my knowledge. Ours stay put a lot. Might I suggest you don't point out the bridges to them then...?
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Our copper lines cross from the tops of two elderly wooden poles, which are starting to stoop and bow towards each other under the strain of years.
Going to make them work till they drop I suppose :/
They've certainly reached 'droop':
Good thing those trunk cables run parallel to the road, not across it - else the local haulage company would pull them down with the first trailer returning to the yard. My nomadic (underground) BT engineer - who has now folded his stool and his knitting equipment, and stolen off into the night before I could direct him towards London - didn't envy his overground colleague who would have to shin up the pole on the far side, past the razor wire defending the haulage depot.
Yes... Pisa is coming to mind... could unusually fat wood pigeons have played a part do you think? :)
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Good thing those trunk cables run parallel to the road, not across it - else the local haulage company would pull them down with the first trailer returning to the yard. My nomadic (underground) BT engineer - who has now folded his stool and his knitting equipment, and stolen off into the night before I could direct him towards London - didn't envy his overground colleague who would have to shin up the pole on the far side, past the razor wire defending the haulage depot.
:/ y-e-e-e-s... shin up - skin off. Hope they can sort it out soon - must be some daredevil types that work for BT surely?
While I'm here :) just got back from a VERY nice afternoon in Stratford with Chris :) We had sushi that only stopped moving when it was grabbed :)
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RE: RE: Aside : So a 'BT
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If you know of their whereabouts Chris *sweetest and... incidentally... most deranged smile* you will let me know won't you? :)
So - nearly broke the double posting rule in David's thread :))))
*look round seti refuge* might have to install a naughty step somewhere... *pause to glare at install* *ponder whether it should be instal* *decide it shouldn't be and leave*
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RE: RE: RE: Aside : So
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Some of them have migrated north. Santa's elves have presented my village with a shiny new Infinity cabinet, and earlier this week there was a sighting of the aforementioned, sitting on a camp stool and solemnly knitting its insides. But apparently they still haven't found a way of floating optical fibre across the canal...
RE: Some of them have
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So... a place to gather when there's not a lot else going on... nice :) You must all be so pleased Richard :)))
Knitting or snarling?
Oh, and I hope you didn't let him leave... the word "leave" in the BT Engineers little book of knowledge is defined as meaning "fleeing a crime scene".
Someone should explain to them what bridges are for...
So nice to see you today! :) Hope all is going very pleasantly indeed :)
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RE: Someone should explain
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Canal bridges are for swinging...
Our copper lines cross from the tops of two elderly wooden poles, which are starting to stoop and bow towards each other under the strain of years.
RE: RE: Someone should
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Are they? I'll have a go at that :) Sounds fun.
*Pause to consider Richard's response* oh... *remove foot from mouth* ... we don't have many of those round my way to my knowledge. Ours stay put a lot. Might I suggest you don't point out the bridges to them then...?
Going to make them work till they drop I suppose :/
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Actually, I'm friends with a
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Actually, I'm friends with a retired member of the AT&T subspecies. He has many wondrous stories of his adventures with helping and not helping people.
Like the time the owner of an apartment complex decided to build a fence to separate his property from the strip mall backing onto it. He properly called JULIE (Joint Utility Location Information eXchange; goes by other names in other states or jurisdictions). AT%T sent a representative out to mark the location of their large cable serving the phones in all the businesses in the strip mall; it happened to be pretty much right on the property line. Then the fence contractor came out and thought that pretty colored line on the ground was where he was supposed to put the fence, so he dug a series of holes all the way down the line. Needless to say, said businesses were without phones for several days.
He is also a railfan, so he just loved it when he got assigned to jobs within railroad yards, especially when it was possible for a train to block him in there so he couldn't leave after finishing a 15-minute task. He'd just have to stay there for hours because, dad-gum-it, he couldn't safely leave. It wasn't like he WANTED to sit there doing nothing on company time, poor guy.
Then there was the time he went out to repair somebody's service and it turned out their line back to the office was bad. One of the other pairs in the cable was assigned to a pay phone, but when he looked, the pay phone did not physically exist. He called the owner/lessor/operator/whatever of said pay phone to ask if he would kindly cancel the service sot he pair could be used for the other line. Said owner refused. He was somehow making money by having that pay phone there, even though it wasn't there. My friend ended up using the pair anyway, figuring that a nonexistent phone might as well have a nonexistent line. He never heard any more about it. The guy is probably still making money on his ghost phone.
David
Miserable old git
Patiently waiting for the asteroid with my name on it.
RE: If you know of their
)
[David Attenborough voice on]
Well here it is at last ... the goal of our quest. After three months of careful searching we've caught up with one of the the legendary missing London BT Engineers. If I keep my voice down and approach carefully, behind the natural cover of parked cars and lamp posts, we may be able to get closer. It's almost incredible isn't it, to think that this nearly human being has managed to eke out an existence, and survived the most incredible traumas known to modern man.
It's almost unimaginable, I find - the thought of this once proud man innocently strolling through the streets of London, perhaps even swaggering a little, - could exist against all odds. Oh dear, I think he may have spotted us ......
[David Attenborough voice off]
Waiting for Godot & salvation :-)
Why do doctors have to practice?
You'd think they'd have got it right by now
RE: RE: RE: Someone
)
They've certainly reached 'droop':
Good thing those trunk cables run parallel to the road, not across it - else the local haulage company would pull them down with the first trailer returning to the yard. My nomadic (underground) BT engineer - who has now folded his stool and his knitting equipment, and stolen off into the night before I could direct him towards London - didn't envy his overground colleague who would have to shin up the pole on the far side, past the razor wire defending the haulage depot.
RE: They've certainly
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Yes... Pisa is coming to mind... could unusually fat wood pigeons have played a part do you think? :)
:/ y-e-e-e-s... shin up - skin off. Hope they can sort it out soon - must be some daredevil types that work for BT surely?
While I'm here :) just got back from a VERY nice afternoon in Stratford with Chris :) We had sushi that only stopped moving when it was grabbed :)
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RE: While I'm here :) just
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Quite so, and not a BT engineer in sight either :-)))
Waiting for Godot & salvation :-)
Why do doctors have to practice?
You'd think they'd have got it right by now