Before I start rabbiting on this morning, I’d just like to say that reading over the new JJ story I spotted a few errors. I have to point out that Scally didn’t miss them – I fiddled yet again after she sent it me back.

It was really late last night by the time I’d finished updating – it didn’t help matters that I managed to delete all of the Alex & Connor stories off, not just my web page but also my computer. This of course was after Tripod asked if I wanted to delete them and then, was I sure that I wanted to delete them? I, of course, said yes on both occasions.

Good Job I keep backups and that I’ve also got most of them saved in my Yahoo Mailbox. Working closely with computers has taught me that it’s a good idea to have at least one off site backup to hand – Yahoo Mail is an ideal way of doing this and costs me nothing. But it’s still time consuming producing the webpage again, it must have been nearly 1am when I eventually got to bed last night.

Another thing that surprised me was the fact that within seconds of uploading the new story it was already being viewed. How the hell do you manage it? You must have been camped outside.

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I’m so pissed off - I’ve just received a phone call from my manager. Apparently the front door bell isn't working - why wasn't it sorted? Well, maybe because no one had told me it was broken? OK, granted I'm the Office Manager and as part of my job I’m expected to take responsibility for the smooth running of day to day things around here - be that running a claim, producing reports or just ordering sandwiches for a meeting - but for God’s sake, I'm not a bloody mind reader. Not even the kids have complained that it’s not working and they are usually the first to start moaning if they can’t get someone to answer the door in under 10 seconds.

And it is working, granted very quietly, but it does make a buzzing sound. Enough for the person stood on the other side of the door to register that maybe, just maybe, there was a small problem here and an alternatively way of making one's self heard would be a good idea.

There was a meeting last night and one of the directors was running late. I stayed here till turned quarter to six, then went to the meeting room and told them I was going home (I'm employed from 9 - 5) and that their colleague was still stuck in traffic. Fine they said, leave the meeting room door open and they'd listen out for him.

Director turns up and can’t get an answer, so leaves them a note saying he couldn't get them to hear him and pushes it under the door. What hasn’t been mention yet is the fact that two managers were in the car park talking at the time of his arrival, so why didn't he stick his head out of the door and asked them to let him in? Or bang loudly on the bloody door - they'd have heard that upstairs. No, he spent his time writing a note instead. I can’t understand why he didn't at least even try ringing someone’s mobile or the main phone and there is just no way he hasn't got one of the director’s mobile number. I'm convinced he just thought he'd get out of the meeting, not have to be here till 8pm – but on that score I can’t say I blame him.

And so I was told that I had to ring him up and apologise for the lack of doorbell that lead to his wasted journey, which has left me seething with the injustice of it all. I don’t have a problem apologising when I’m in the wrong; no matter how difficult it is, I’ll swallow my pride and put my hand up and say sorry – but it really sticks in my throat to have to take the blame for something like this.

He wasn’t there when I rang so I had to leave a message on his answer machine – probably safer than actually speaking to him in person, the way I’m feeling. I put the phone down to start with, gathered my thoughts and rang back to leave the message that would be expected of me and not the message I’d actually like to leave.