There's only one Roz!

My word that was a peculiar day! I don't know where to start!

It was one of those days when it was difficult to know what to do next; extracts with the one hand; help desk calls with the other and finishing people off with my.....Oh dear! I appear to have run out of hands! Oh well.....

Nigel from StayAhead phoned up in the midst of all the chaos and he had to put up with me crunching onions and scrambled eggs on toast down the phone at the same time. Well, I couldn't miss my second breakfast. He was flogging courses for other people in the office - I made it quite clear I wouldn't be going on any more for a while unless they did one on how to grow old disgracefully - and said that he and the other StayAhead staff including their director had enjoyed my London blips. He suggested I was in the wrong job. Cheeky sod!

Anyway, the strangest thing happened after that and I had an email to the Oracle System Admin mailbox from another Roz wanting to know when her Oracle account would be ready. I hadn't seen anything from her and checked for her employee record on the HR/Payroll system. No sign, so I asked her to chase her manager to get the employee record set up first by HR. I thought no more until I got an email from her boss a bit later explaining that she was really a Sylvia and that her email address only is a Roz! How very odd!

Needless to say Sylvia was set up already as a person and I could finish off her account set up. Hmmmmm. Sylvia - I've only known two Sylvias in my life. One was at infant school. She always smelled of wee (not very good at judging the need for the loo in time), had the reddest hair and jumper sleeves always covered in snot as she never had a hankie and always wiped her sleeve over her face. Yuck!

The other Sylvia used to go to the Costermongers which was a Brum rock pub years ago. She was very large for a woman, walked like a carthorse and always walked into people as she could barely see through the mass of blonde hair which always covered her eyes. It was only when I saw Sylvia hanging out - seriously hanging out - in the ladies' loo that I realised that Sylvia must have actually been....well...a Simon! Oooooer!

Enough of this reminiscing. Back at work I emailed Sylvia / Roz her login details and resisted the temptation to ask any odd questions.

Track? Well, there was plenty of cracking music on the radio first thing when I was in the shower and I gave my knee a good bash dancing at 5am. Owwwwww! I should pay heed to the lyrics of this track - ....You gotta slow down.... as I am making a mess of a few things in my impatience right now - a great one from the magnificent ELO - Sweet Talkin' Woman