Well, this day started off pretttttty badly. First, I got my huge delivery from Maytag with the repair parts for my dishwasher (which was recalled due to faulty wiring and just mayyyy have led to a fire). I opened the box and searched for the listing of repair persons that I assumed would be inside. NOT -- so I picked up my telephone to call Maytag only to discover my phone was not working. The phone line was simple static with no dialtone. I then went through the house unplugging each phone, replugging and trying each one to get only the same static. SOOOO, I picked up my cellphone and called the telephone company -- VERIZON. I had to go outside on my porch in the POURING MONSOON since the cellphone service reeks inside my house (but I knew this and we have a cheapo plan and the promise of new towers). Anyway, I first had to go through a 20 minute series of stupid questions from a STINKING COMPUTERIZED VOICE and I dutifully entered all the information ONLY to hear that I'd need to talk to an agent. After listening to a few minutes of miserable muzak, the agent asked ALL THE SAME FREAKING QUESTIONS I'D JUST TOLD THE COMPUTER. I was then informed that a technician would be summoned, but the first available date is GET THIS ---- NOVEMBER 1. Okay, then the stupid woman asks for a phone number where they can reach me. EXCOOOOOSE ME -- MY PHONE IS DEAD.
THEN I call Maytag sitting in the driveway in my SUV (note first paragraph -- bad cellphone reception in my house and pouring rain). They tell me they quit sending out repair person lists because people would call the repairmen BEFORE they got the supplies. Ahem, did it not occur to Maytag they could put the list inside the box of supplies??? Apparently not.
NEXT, my daughter called her physician yesterday and made an appointment today because she is ill. The appointment was for 1:30. I heard her make the call. Today she went in to the doctor's office and the nitwit working reception had not put her name in the appointment book. The best they could do was have her come back at 3:00 this afternoon.
I give up. I think I'll crawl in the sack and just go back to sleep. End of rant.

 

A poor baby is on it's way to you Val.

BTW, when I call Verizon, or any of those companies and get a computer, I immediately start hitting ZERO. It often works and I don't have to talk to the computer. I HATE having a "conversation" with a computer.

 

Hey, when all else fails, go back to the computer and look at Jonas' (and everybody else's) picutures, that will put things in perspective. I feel your frustration, however. This morning, I attended the funeral of a co-worker's daughter who was only 43 years old. That will dampen your day except it was a beautiful celebration of her life type service. Still too young.

Things could be worse, hang tough and go find your sock monkey and stare him in the face and say "see what you and your brothers started." Then spank him saying "bad monkey."

 

I HATE IT WHEN I TYPE A RESPONSE AND THE STUPID SITE EATS IT!

and yes I intended to yell.

Anyway, I couldn't find a hug icon so consider yourself hugged.

The only thing worse than talking to the stupid computers is when you finally get a live human on the line and they're in India or heaven knows where and you can't understand them anyway!

 

I feel your pain. In these situations I usually just begin drinking heavily. It doesn't really help anything but I do forget about it after a while.

 

Thanks -- I feel the love!!!! I believe that my beloved G-rod just told me to go spank a monkey. That cannot be true, can it??????

Note the quote below:

There, yall have me laughing out loud!!!

 

Well I woke up at 4:25 a.m. and was not able to go back to sleep. I was awoken by the sound of cats running for their lives as they flew off the bed, and then the horrible noise of screaching/skidding tires. I laid there in bed wondering when the tires noise would ever stop, and what the resulting crash would sound like...

I ran downstairs to peak out the window to see an SUV sort of criss cross on the road, I checked to see my mailbox was still standing and then I went on with my day. I live on a road that goes from 55 to 40, I live in the 40 section about 1/2 mile from where the 40 zone starts. Just before my house the road makes this really simple corner, in fact its not really a corner, more like a gentle bend. Don't ask my why, but for some reason this seems to be a popular accident site. The telephone pole on the corner has been crashed into about 6 times and replaced twice in the 4 years I have been in the house.

When daylight came I looked out the window again, yup, the moron plowed down 4 mailboxes, just missed mine, yet again. This like so many times before is just brain dead drivers, they drop a front wheel off the right edge of the road as it curves to the left, then they jerk the wheel left to get back on the road, which causes them to dart to the other side of the road where they can proceed to mow over a bunch of mailboxes.

But, keep in mind, my phone worked just fine, because I have no land line, and get great cell coverage.

 

I hate the phone company. To me they are all Toro merda.

 

I think it's worse, after being on hold long enough to grow a beard, when you hear a couple clicks, then get a dial tone.

 

You are correct. I tried calling back from my cellphone and got cut off twice. +1 thinks it is absolutely ridiculous we have to wait at least a week for repair. Alas I am at their mercy. The next time they hear from me, I'm going to try to get in touch with the billing department to demand credit for the week of no service.