Most of the time my blog is about stuff I like; books. music, videos, models, pictures of women wrestlers. Nothing really serious. Even the odd rants are not exactly heavy going.
Today is different. Today I am in a bad mood and I have been for a while.
Let me explain.
Earlier this year the UK Government announced that they would be giving everybody some assistance with the energy bills that suddenly shot up. Why they shot up is a topic for another day but I'm pretty sure i can blame the Tories for it.
Anyway, there would be £400 in assistance spread over the winter months and for those of us who have Pay As You meters, said assistance would come in the form of a £60ish voucher that could be redeemed at the paypoint. "Neat" I thought then promptly wondered how that would get fucked up.
At the start of November I got a letter from SSE Energy reminding me that I needed to redeem my October voucher and this confused me because I had never received one.
So I rang them.
"Oh not a problem, we'll send it again and they November voucher should be turning up in a bit too."
"Neat" I thought. "But I wonder if they'll actually arrive."
Which they didn't.
To cut a long story short, November came and went without any sign of vouchers. Repeated phone calls and online chats did nothing beyond raise my hopes and my blood pressure. I couldn't help noticing that getting through to customer support was proving difficult, especially if I wanted to talk about PAYG.
"I wonder if that's deliberate" I thought. "Come to think of it, I wonder if them not sending my vouchers is also deliberate." SSE had no issues with sending me a twice-monthly leaflet badgering me to get a smart meter but now they keep losing my mail?
So here I am, sat in my living room with 4 layers of clothing on and in a shitty mood. December is half over and the voucher I was supposed to get this month never turned up either. Frankly I would be amazed if I ever get any of the Government support I was supposed to have.
I wish this country wasn't so shit at everything. I also wish that when Santa visits SSE this Xmas Eve, he leaves a big sack of freshly cut, steaming horse dicks and a note that reads "Eat up, motherfuckers"
That's all folks.
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