Steven and Miss Rhylla stayed up long after their bedtime on a Sunday to meet Lyndon from 3 Blind Mice while he was in Sydney. Rhylla’s got a bee in her bonnet about over-sized email attachments and she’s determined to have her say! It does get better. Honestly. Stay with us. We’re also discussing disabled people mowing down the mobile in their electric wheelchairs and other pressing issues.Please consider writing us a nice review in the iTunes store or joining our Facebook group, where there are photos and videos of our meeting with a mouse. But if you’re looking for a classy show about etiquette, check out The Manners Cast.
40 The Rules — Meeting a mouse after bedtime
June 14th, 2008 · 6 Comments
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1 Lauren // Jun 14, 2008 at 6:51 pm
Re: File attachments; I reckon size DOES matter!
I’m with you Rhylla.
2 Miss Rhylla // Jun 15, 2008 at 10:19 pm
Bless you Lauren. I suspect I did get a little carried away about this one… okay, some might say a touch ranty. But it really gets my goat.
Probably should practice that yogic breathing a little more than I do… and out…two..three…
3 Bernadette // Jun 16, 2008 at 7:53 pm
On the issue of email file size I wholeheartedly support Miss Rhylla and believe she is within her rights to slap Steven (and Todd) with a wet fish for being so dismissive of this social evil. I travel quite extensively in rural areas as part of my job. As you may (or may not) be aware, finding a reliable broadband connection outside the 6 blocks of an Australian capital city’s CBD is about as easy as locating an honest politician. Perhaps then you can imagine the total absence of delight I feel when I’m lounging in a cockroach-ridden outback hotel/motel trying to access a week’s worth of email via a dial-up connection and find myself waiting 95 minutes for a single message to download only to discover it contains yet another 8 megabyte MS Word attachment featuring the 37 different pieces of clip art that are de rigueur in e-invites to yet another morning tea to celebrate yet another colleague’s birthday/retirement/bah mitzvah/hair cut. I can but dream that there is an especially hot and uncomfortably painful room reserved in Hell for the people who send such unnecessarily large e-missives to recipients who couldn’t hope to attend the scheduled event without assistance from quantum physics and a time travel machine but who, when begged on bended knee to cease and desist, reply “oh I know you can’t make it but it’s my way of seeing that you don’t feel left out of things while you’re on the road…you can find out that Cathy’s kitchen renovation is finished/Jack and Hermione have been together for 5 months/Alison’s daughter got mostly B’s on her report card?”. I DON’T F***ING CARE I just want to use my email for something vaguely interesting.
Perhaps I should do some of that yogic breathing too.
Sigh
4 Miss Rhylla // Jun 16, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Yes, YES, YYYEEESSSSSS! I think we’ve hit a nerve.
I am wondering if Bernadette’s email might have been tapped out from a Country Comfort motel somewhere north of Port Pirie…
5 Steven // Jun 16, 2008 at 9:34 pm
I’m glad you’ve found some support. You certainly didn’t have any during the recording!
6 Bernadette // Jun 17, 2008 at 9:50 am
I only dream of the luxury of a Country Comfort motel…the last place I stayed in (in a beautiful spot called Port Augusta) was patrolled after dark by unleashed, rabid dobermans and didn’t even sport a phone line to the room let alone a broadband connection.
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