Somewhere in London, there are two klaxons. They're very new and very shiny. They're in separate offices, yet next to both of them are two red lights. When the klaxon sounds, the red lights flash and it's action stations.
At least, that's what I presume is the set-up now in Bite PR and Text 100.
It's very odd. Despite my previous whinges (God, how English am I? Make a customer service complaint and I'm still feeling guilty about it, months later), both of the aforementioned PR firms are answering phone calls, returning emails and generally being efficient. I'm not sure how much of this is tailored to the fact it's me doing the calling (unlikely) or just a general improvement, but whichever it is, I'm certainly happier.
My whole world has been turned upside down. It's like there's a new law of physics with change in momentum being proportional not to force, but jelly content. How am I going to live like this?
I must find a way.
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