Polish Post Offices and Stolen Cars

Approaching my 46th working hour over the past 3 days, I'm taking the liberty to tune into Dave Matthews Band on the ipod...

Before me is my best guess at the future of a Polish television company. I should take the time to thank the investor relations woman who brightens my day with her soliliquies pertaining to Polish post office queues, and the frustrations of having to go out and buy 2 baby new seats that disappeared with her car, which was stolen two days ago. No wonder its so hard to get on to her! A little better than one man at an ad agency who, upon hearing me speak English hung up and ignored the phone as I called back. I thought I'd be cheeky and wait awhile, and asked my question in German - he'll understand me now! Alas, a different person answered the phone: "you can speak English you know?!"

Now I have my model built, I'd better write something and tell the world how good or bad this company is... if anyone will listen :-) It won't matter to me though, I'll be in Greece!