Good old Royal Mail!

 I got a Christmas card today, all the way from America, with my house name [my house has a name and not a number; this confuses a lot of delivery companies] missed off the address entirely and my name spelt wrong too, but those clever postal operatives still managed to reason "Well, there's someone with a name close to 'Ben Pridemore' living in this postcode area, it must be him" and deliver it here! Such people should be admired!

(Such people as the postal workers, I mean, not such people as have my name or something like it. Although those should be cherished too.)

It's accrual world

 My current job has me working some of the time in an big office full of accountants, which is the first time I've done that in a while. The last time I was office-based, we had a small office with a handful of finance people, a handful of marketing people and the IT guy. You get a more varied conversation that way, but on the other hand you don't get quite so many people who find it hilariously clever when someone says "it's accrual (a cruel) world." Also, I got Argentina in the office sweepstake, and I never get the good teams in these things, so I take this as a good sign for the job in general!