Universal complaints department

I have decided that for my sanity alone, I need to create a universal complaints department. Not like the O2 complaints department or the BT Openreach complaints department. Oh no. Frankly on the human plane of general shitness at handling complaints of which they were the root cause, they probably are in my all time top 10.

They piss me off royally for sure but I have discovered that I really, really want to scream at the universe. I am guessing it is possibly the imminence of my 60th birthday. Or maybe I'm just getting arsey. But I actually found myself wanting to write something and send it into the ether to complain to who/whatever is out there. A bit like those Chinese lanterns that float off into the sky (or into a low hanging bush) and deliver hopes and dreams to a supposed benign universe.

Well, I need a complaints department. I don't expect anyone or anything to do anything about my complaints but I do think that I might feel better if I could just vent a bit. So there. A life long advocate of relentless positivity finally admits that sometimes life is just a bit shit and a bloody good moan would be healthy.

Avoid at all costs.