“We’ve ordered shelving for our museum stores, and after an email sent a fortnight ago saying there was a delay, I’ve been unable to contact the lady who sent it to me?.... On Holiday? Ok. Can I talk to my project manager there?... no longer with the company?.... Can I get anyone to explain what the paperwork error was that meant my delivery was cancelled three days before it was expected to arrive here, leaving us rearranging staff hours and unable to complete a project ensuring the safe storage of our archive?... Yes I’ll hold, Thankyouverymuch”

I somehow, luckily, seemed to a caring and competent person on the phone. After I randomly stabbed numbers on their automated reception system, in the hope that it would give me a real person at some point.

Extra: 12.45.
The infra-red beam on one of our people counters has stopped working, and while I spent 20 minutes poking, prodding and cussing to discover this, someone almost stood on me. So that now adds to my list today: needing to order a new counter, and hoping like heck we can get one before the Easter rush.

Extra 14.34.
My computer won't let me print screen, then paste the screen image into the document I'm using to layout my next set of exhibition posters. IT are en route to scare it into working. If not, then badly drawn representations of images using shapes and clip art it is! 

It's not all about looking at cool artwork, accessing the archive and creatively putting great displays together.
At least today there's nothing nasty to clean up... yet...