Something Creative
Let me start of with a warning for all my gentle readers. I’m cranky today…I have a list of things I want to complain about, whine about & generally rant about so I’m going to vent my spleen here for a bit. Feel free to tell me to piss off or add your own list of irritations in the comments section. A special note to all the men out there…this may include but is not limited to complaints about the following: my hair, my skin, “that” time of the month, how my clothes fit—especially my jeans, how much bras piss me off & more “wimmin’s stuff”. If you feel you hear too much of this at your house then I say *blows raspberry* “Jog On”.
Now to business—first let me just say “Thanks body” for deciding to start my day off with cramps & all the other fun stuff…it was just what my Friday morning needed. My day wasn’t complete until then so good job & keep up the good work. Not to mention I was in a decent mood…woke up on time, got ready (even had the perfect outfit already in mind) & was out the door for work when I was supposed to be.
Oh yeah, work…let’s see it was a balmy 55 here today with no sun, wind & rain. So of course it makes sense that the air conditioner ran all day long (I’m not even close to joking about this). I was prepared though…I wore a long sleeve shirt (new, lovely dark orange color with a cool design) with a shirt underneath, blue jeans & sandals (it’s still August people I can’t wear my wool socks every day…I have a great pedicure right now). I did get to try out my new heated footrest…AWESOME. I will be very happy to have that to heat my tootsies when winter comes. But back to the air conditioning…it ran all day. It was like sitting in a meat locker. Lunch time finally arrived so I headed home where I got the fun task of trying to determine why we have no cell phone service.
Of course finding out why I had no service required a call to Sprint…now Sprint & I have an understanding—I use their network ‘cuz it works here, I have a great plan & they don’t charge me too outrageously & in exchange I don’t ever have to deal with their customer service. So today I dialed *2 on my phone expecting to get Sprint’s customer nowyou’reinhell&we’lldoourbestnottosolvetheproblem service line. Wrong—I got Verizon instead. They were very polite in telling me they couldn’t assist me with my problem. I said I understood & hung up. I then dialed Sprint’s customer service directly…this got me to a young lady who proceeded to tell me she couldn’t hear me (DUH! I have like no bars which is why I’m calling) and get very snotty when I asked her to repeat a question a couple times. When I answered the question & she aske me to repeat the answer 10 times I got shouty. I’m standing in the middle of my driveway with the speaker phone on trying to get some signal & shouting at the phone. She finally transferred me to some “dude” with tech support. Ha! he couldn’t provide athletic support the dumb jockstrap… after explaining my dilemma I asked what he could do to help. He responded by saying that I was in a no coverage area & there was nothing he could do. With the patience of St Christopher & using the vocabulary of a kindergarten teacher I explained once more how I had service yesterday (and 3 preceeding years) but when I woke up this morning there was no service. The guy asked if I was in the same place as yesterday…Holy grief! I had already told him at least 3 times that I was at my house…and since my house didn’t grow legs & walk someplace in the middle of the night there was no reason why I should be in a no coverage area. We went around in this same mind-numbing circle another 600 times…then he tried to sell me a signal booster (Upfront cost of $100 with a monthly cost of $10/line). That took me from shouty to stabby…finally he transferred me to the Level 2 tech support. There a lovely woman helped me in finding the problem. During the previous night’s thunderstorm a tower had gone down & wasn’t working. She very nicely & quickly set up a ticket for the outage & offered to text me the number so I had a reference should I need to call back. In a matter of 5 minutes I was off the phone secure in the knowledge that Sprint has 1 competent person working there.
Of course I didn’t get to eat lunch (no big deal as I’m on the outs with food which means I’m back on speaking terms with my bathroom scale. I haven’t spoken to the scale in 3 years! Yesterday in a fit of insanity I stepped on & was rather happy to see how low the number was. I then went to the WiiFit for confirmation. WiiFit gave me a much higher number so I’m not speaking to it for a while.) & barely made it back to the meat storage office on time. My afternoon was filled with the thousand details that make up my job…all of them tedious & dull. Of course that didn’t last long as one co-worker managed to find a rogue anti-spyware program that quickly installed itself & changed the registry so that removal requires Herculean feats of strength (hmmm….feats of strength…too bad I didn’t get a Festivus miracle). Absolutely not blaming this on the co-worker. She didn’t stand a chance since this damn thing got past the firewall, the anti-virus (which it disabled) and the anti-allkindsofnastycrap program that we keep faithfully up-to-date. I’ll probably go in on the weekend to finish fixing that wonderful bit of heaven.
Oh and before I forget—why can’t I have hair that looks good? It can look great but the second I step out of my bathroom it freaks out & looks like I did it with a fork. I won’t even go into the fact that I had better skin at age 16 than I do now…and as for my jeans well I’ve got no complaints there right now. Of course that’s ‘cuz I’m down nearly 3 sizes (woo hoo for the no eating ‘cuz my gallbladder hates me).
Well that about wraps up my ranting for the day…thankfully the vicodin I took for my cramps finally kicked in so I might be able to sleep (after I take my other med which is seriously messing with me…the other night I dreamed I was living in the 16th century, I was locked up in a dungeon (not the cool fun kind either) and someone had taken my baby, cooked it in a pie & tried to feed it to me. Let me tell you that will wake you bolt upright in bed at 3am.) *le sigh* As I said earlier…feel free to comiserate with me. I love ya readers & will be posting something that’s hopefully more fun very soon. Suggestions are welcome.
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http://lisaandstuff.blogspot.com/ Lisa Marie
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