After a group of legionaries is beaten up by the gauls, they imagine: “With such huge strength, they can’t be human… they must be gods”. Julius Caesar is informed, and laughs. He gives the Gauls a series of 12 tasks, inspired by Hercules (but new ones, since the 12 Labours are outdated). The Gauls have the chance to become the new masters of the Roman empire if they can solve twelve tasks set by Julius Cesar. — Douze travaux d’Astérix, Les (1976)

I am not comparing my MBA start to Asterix’s or Hercule’s twelve tasks. The workload is intense, and I have not written in weeks, but the reason behind it is the MBA and external alike.

The reason I quote this animated movie is because of the 8th task: Asterix goes into a Bureaucratic building and has to find Permit A-38. The bureacratic building is nicknamed “The Place That Sends You Mad“. He finds all sorts of unproductive folks, contradicting information, bureaucratic barriers of all sorts. Our heroe almost goes crazy, wastes hours and, by tricking the system, obtains the desired A38 permit.

That is exactly what has happened with my last task in my to do list to settle in London. Due to the extreme uneficciency of BT (and I am not going to get into the details), I have had to wait for two months, spent about 10h at the telephone sorting things out, and finally placed an order.

Seriously: Two months until I got my broadband (a key modern day need, right after running water and a fridge) activated. Unacceptable!

However, and at the end of the day, I am very happy:

I have broadband, therefore I will post more often!