Monday, 23 March 2009

Warning. Google Street View Can Seriously Damage Your Health



If, like me, you love to be one step ahead with the latest technology you will have already checked out the new Google Street View to have a gander at where your boss lives and see if it's as posh as he says and if he's been keeping his garden tidy. It has already taken over from Facebook as the screen of choice in hundreds of offices in Google's chosen cities. Fortunately Southport is not considered big enough to warrant Google's squad of camera cars to record our every street so you won't be able to see that our front door could do with a coat of paint or that someone is parking in my space at Instanta when they shouldn't be. But just imagine. You merrily zoom in on your street to have a quick look and what's this? Your best mate's car parked in your drive? Photo taken whilst you were at work and your wife was supposedly out for the day. I can see loads of these scenarios. There's already been a photo of an Observer male journalist strolling with a young (female) colleague. Ok it was an innocent walk back from lunch but it was considered sufficient to be mentioned by his fellow workers. So if you are in one of the 25 UK cities currently on Google Street View get looking around now and if you spot your pal's car where it shouldn't be you can thank Instanta for giving you the tip off. We'll certainly be checking out all our customers to have a quick look at their premises and if we can see an Instanta boiler or logo in their showroom window we will be highlighting it here.



So Ray Quinn, the boy with the most smackable face on TV (even more smackable than his near namesake Eoghan Quigg or Chucky) won Dancing on Ice and lost me £60 into the bargain. I bet against him as I couldn't believe that anybody would pick up a phone and vote for the smug little git even if he was a hundred times better than anyone else. And I didn't even have the pleasure of seeing him fall flat on his spotty little scouse face to lighten the loss.



Back to work today after our week's holiday and we still seem to have our overdraft facility with Barclays. I was a bit worried that posting the link to the leaked memos here on my blog might jeopardise our banker/customer relationship but let's face it the whole world and his dog have read them by now and, as the bank is making £2,700 per month out of us for our lovely interest rate collar, ours is an account worth keeping. Mind you I just got a note of our corporation tax liability that's due soon. I bet any money that, as a percentage of our profit, it's more that Barclays are paying.



Liverpool 5 Aston Villa 0. A huge thank you to Sky for changing the fixture to Mother's day so I miss our biggest home win of the season.

I am pleased to say that everything seems to have run smoothly whilst we were on holiday and Jenny has done a great job in charge of the office. It's good that I no longer return to work in trepidation apart from worrying how many customers have gone bust. None this week which is good.

I'll finish with a brilliant viral. Extreme shepherding. Shepherding doesn't get any harder than this.

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