Okay here's something on the topic of professional help from nobody other than zeur...
You know what? You folks are right.
We *do* need professional help. Urgently.
For example...
- professional receptionists, who know what's going on and are in
charge of their processes (instead of being hand-held by the
latter);
- a professional tailor, who can make me a pair of pants that actually
fit my body, don't stand out like a sore thumb, and don't tear (or
otherwise break) within weeks;
- professional colleagues, who aren't intimidated when someone has the
temerity to quietly (or, admittedly, sometimes noisily) point out
flaws in *shared* work;
- professional swerver admins, who know the basics of adminship (for
example, making sure the standard e-mail addys are configured);
- professional registrars, that don't make it needlessly difficult to
find contact information for the operator of a domain;
- professional postal workers, who aren't actively destroying their own
organization;
- professional bus drivers, that don't depend on me hand-holding them
through the ticket sale 'just 'cause mewants a day ticket instead of
a single-trip one (this kind of thing seems to happen, these days,
in almost every territory that meshows up in[0]);
- professional public transport operators, who publish maps,
timetables, etc. in a straightforward manner, and who don't employ
overly-complicated ticket systems that the {bus drivers,train
conductors} themselves have trouble navigating;
- and so on.
Please, oh please, tell us where to get that professional help. Me'll
suck your dicks any time if you manage to do that.
Good luck (realistically, you'll need it).
Me's sure that the above will be reason for you to write me off as a
thoroughly unpleasant person. While me admits mehas my moods, in general
the opposite is true; me's very loose and forgiving when people aren't
being jackasses.
Too bad the "people" involved are usually humans. Humans[1], yes. Those
"people" who spend their lives engaging in jackassery[2]. Blegh.
(Oh, did me forget my audience? <g>
Too bloody bad. These things have to be said.)
Me could go on and on and on. Instead, me'll spare you. (Most of you
won't be paying attention anymore by this point anyway. Go and give
Ninty some more of your burger-flipping money.)
Have a nice day[3],
--zeurkous.
[0] The initial couple of times it made me feel superior. Then it
started feeling weird. And now it just feels miserable.
[1] No, that's not self-hate. Medoesn't consider meself human.
(Raised by cats, you see.)
[2] Including cheerfully neglecting responsibilities that they
themselves have created(!).
[3] The most evil phrase in the English language.
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Friggin' Machines!