Spoke to Qantas customer service this morning. When will they learn that “I can’t” always sounds like “I won’t” when you’re referring to a system that your company establishes and runs?

I hate it when I’m offered a service that I then can’t use.  Hate it.  Qantas offers you the chance to check in online when you’re flying with them.  This imposes a cost on me, but that’s cool.  I’m up at stupid o’clock to do the seat booking because it’s worth it to me to get a good seat. And, I can’t use it.  I’m guessing it’s because my domestic flight connects to an international one.  I don’t care, of course.  I want to deal with this.  Very annoying, and doesn’t promote good customer relations, especially during the week when their planes seem to be either falling apart or blowing up.  I am very annoyed.

It seemed to go okay, the interview thing. Now, holidays!

Time is what happens between one thing and the next, when you’re not looking.  In 95 minutes I have a job interview.  I will never remember what happened in those 95 minutes.  They are just ‘time’.  Approximately 90 minutes later the job interview will be over. I will clearly remember every one of those 90 minutes.  I am as prepared as I’m going to be. Many thanks to everyone who helped, and for all of the kind wishes.  Breaktime soon!

• sold a new book;
• joined the SFWA;
• completed my final job interview prep.;
• bought new trousers;
• consumed five cups of coffee;
• edited two review columns;
• found an unexpected bruise;
• read one short story; and
• considered, briefly, the nature of the universe.

It was a busy day.  The sand is pouring through the hourglass.  By this time tomorrow I’ll be on holidays.  In just over a week I’ll be in California.  Do you want to see me while I’m there, or in Denver – email me. I’d love to catch up.