Bock’s Machines Revolt
Apr 24th, 2009 | By Bock | Category: My lifeIt’s been a bad week for technology at the Bockschloss. First the boiler broke down, and it isn’t fixed yet, despite the valiant efforts of my boiler expert and occasional drinking companion, Martin the plumber.
He had to –
What? What did he have to do?
That’s right. He had to send away for a part.
(Which might arrive on Monday, or alternatively might arrive in October).
Fuck.
And then, I decided to dispense with the poverty channels and get in digital TV, combined with broadband.
The cable guy turned up to check the signal strength. No good, he said. This won’t work. We’ll have to run in a new cable. We’ll be back.
I haven’t seen him or heard from him since.
Shit.
Then my washing machine broke down and I discovered that a replacement circuit board would cost more than the gross domestic product of Fiji. So today I went and bought a new washing machine. A German-built, humourless, no-nonsense, indestructible Bosch.
It’s not going well this week.
Did I mention shooting a nail through my finger?
sounds like a time to rage against the machine
Why did I envision some sort of take over by machines ala Terminator? Mind the dog barking, it always gives them away!
Hopefully, this is your ‘quota’ and you’ll be left alone for the rest of the year. touch wood!
Some excellent comfort food for misogynistic pensioners in Lidl …….
Any Karmic issues you want to revisit? Now would be a good time, if your machines are to be believed, that is.
Maximum Overdrive, wasn’t that the Spielberg movie where the machines came alive? Fucking mad it was. As was, I suspect, one Mister Bock with a big swollen hand and a shrinking bank balance.
Ah, Bosch, the Volvo of washing machines. Your clothes will smell of bureaucracy, but they’ll be immaculately clean.
Sometimes a simple time-out, away from everything is required. When we don’t take the time to stop it is strange the way ‘things’ seem to conspire with the sprites of mischief to slow us down.
Take it as an interruption of nature which has saved you from worse by halting your progress towards a bad direction.
Have you changed your mind recently about something you had given time to?
Are you no longer now thinking about a direction that you may have decided upon a few weeks back?
aaa… but you still have your health!
Enjoying the little things in life, makes it all well worth it in the end…
Mere trifles compared to the eternal judgment awaiting heretics
(and Protestants and Freemasons and Homosexuals and Liberals and Feminists and . . . )