The Met Line Journal

The life and times of a small man called Min, his daily journey's from Rayners Lane to Farringdon.

This blog is an insight into the wonderful world of the Met Line, packed into chunky bites of random thoughts, the weird and the wonderful sites I see on my journey to and from work, and the odd comedy gag...

Read it and weep (with laughter)...

Wednesday 18 February 2015

Got anything new to report? - Min's MinIT Update. Tuesday 18th February 2015

Well hello hello! How are we all!

Thought it was time to do one of my old fashioned blogs today.

So I'm back in London again following my world tour last week which including Loughborough, Belfast and Brussels! Oh yes, rock and roll baby! People are loving the analytics stories.

Managed to get a seat on the met line to Uxbridge thanks to that bit of chalk I had marked the optimum place to stand when the doors open. Also helps being 5ft 2 as just go under the legs of the folks  trying to exit the train. I'm sure that has a posher name like egress or something....

So let's have a look around to see what's happening 

There is a lady with a super cool 'Winnie the pooh scarf on'. That's nice. They must be rather posh I'm sensing so probably will be going all the way to Northwood or Pinner..



We also have someone reading one of those old fashioned book things. It's the Great Gatsby. I was going to have a conversation with her to say I've seen the Bollywood version, so wanted to know if it's similar and whether they had songs in the book... Too late she got off at Euston station.



App of the week. So, imagine this, you've got that dreaded task of ringing a call centre as (your boiler is not working / need to renew your contract / ask the bank manager for some more cash)..you get this gist. You've not thought this through and the Mrs has been nagging you to get it sorted all weekend. So you dial the number and get the lovely messages 'your call is important to us (did you do that posh lady voice when you read that last bit), and we have really high volumes of calls at the moment but we do hope to be with you as soon as possible. Yeah, so that normally means that's you sorted for the next 30mins or so. I don't know about you, my dear blog reader, but I sometimes even forget that I'm in the queue, and then if you leave it for 0.0001368 of a second to say hello when they answer, they hang up! Great you think, and it was a freephone call that wasn't free as I used my mobile as I like to walk about from time to time. What to do? (Did you do that last bit in an Indian accent? Err racist...Well this is where this app comes in my friends. It's not got the catchiest app name in the world, WeQ4U, but it's simple super duper! You just type the number in the app you want to dial and once your done with the press 1 if your important, 2 if you've got a pingpong ball stuck up your nose etc bit done, and your actually in the queue, the app automatically knows that and cuts your call whilst it waits in line for your. A bit like when you get a student to if you can't be bothered to line up for the IPhone 12 or whatever model we are on now.

Then..once it's your turn, it connects you back up again. Bloody marvellous! You need to keep the app open, but what did you expect, it doesn't work by voodoo!
I've used it a number of times and with the savings I've made just this month, I've managed to afford an electric car!

Min marks out of 10. 9.8275. And yes Indians, it's free!


Update: the man sitting opposite must have had a rather long day, perhaps waiting for his call to be returned and his head is now close to his knees and he is snoring like a lion. Nice...

Ad of the week: Targets the real source of most headaches faster. Nice. Thanks for that Neurofen Express. I wonder if they are targeting your head by any chance?

Joke of the week. Mrs Min says she is leaving me because she said I need to grow up. I was speechless!  In hindsight, perhaps I shouldn't have tried to eat 23 gummy bears at once...

Right, that's you lot! Thanks for reading the blog and have a lovely sleep!

A small man called Min






















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