Ssssshhhh, but I’ve been in a wee spot of bother with the authorities this week. Nothing major, but I thought it was worth recording the moment and always helpful to remember that Big Brother is watching. I imagine you’ve on occasion written a Bloomberg message which triggered the warning message a word you’ve typed is “inappropriate in a business context”. You then get the opportunity to replace the offending word though, if you are feeling particularly devil may care, you are also given the option to throw caution to the wind and send it anyway.
What happened was we had had our morning meeting and I was in a discussion with a colleague overseas about a particular research report that had been presented. There I was thinking of using a word like “balderdash” but which begins with B and rhymes with things you use alongside oars on a rowing boat. Patently I wasn’t telling the friend I was communicating with that I was going to kick him there. I can understand that might have been, well, inappropriate. Regardless, being a cautious sort, I changed my choice to “rubbish” and off the message went.
Would you believe it? Later that day I received an internal email noting that I had triggered a Bloomberg warning message and reminding me of the importance that appropriate language is used on Bloomberg at all times. I hadn’t considered my language inappropriate in the circumstance, but I am a stickler for compliance and good behaviour in all walks of life, so fair play to our excellent systems which are obviously doing their job. However I was a little disgruntled as, of course, I hadn’t actually sent the “offensive” word. “That may be” came the response. The fact that I had considered it all justified the reminder. I decided not to protract the conversation tempted as I was to make the point that if our front office supervision controller was to send me an email every time I thought or indeed spouted “a load of, lets call it for the sake of argument, rubbish” she’d be a very busy woman indeed.
Talking of which I spotted the following on the BBC website. Such fun. It’s all the rage in Finland it appears, but you might be interested to know that the sport was actually invented 12 years ago by Hen and Jimmy in the garden of a house we were living in at the time in Cambridge. If I can lay my hands on the video in due course I might wing it over to you, you lucky things.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/world-europe-39853880/the-unusual-sport-girls-in-finland-love
So, one way or another, glad its Friday. And just wanted to say that the pigeons and squirrels of Gazeley, not to mention a colony of crows, may not know it, but they are enjoying their last largely untroubled weekend. Bob returns on Tuesday next week, a couple of months earlier than planned. He was meant to be heading straight from South America to go surfing in Indonesia, but has run out of money. Know the feeling, especially this week.
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