One Of THOSE Days!  

vrec_dawn 41M
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7/27/2006 4:31 pm

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7/27/2006 9:05 pm

One Of THOSE Days!

When I get stressed I pull my hair and eat it. Only not my hair hair. I pull out my beard, my eyebrows, whatever. The thicker the hair to chomp between teeth the better. And hopefully a little painful too. I don't know why. That's just me. I don't even realize that I'm doing it half the time. Not until it's too late anyway. It's like I'm sitting there, staring at my screen, and suddenly wondering why this little piece of hair is stuck in my gums and poking me. That's when I notice that I just pulled another one and started munching on it too. So you know I'm stressed if I have a patchy beard.

So today starts out ever so fun. I looked at my mail. There's a bill, from Dell. It was for my ex's laptop bought a few months back to replace her old one that had keeled over dead, but it was in my name because she had no credit and it was back when I thought even though we were threatening divoce we could still somehow save the marriage. Because I loved her. She told me a couple of months ago that she'd done a balance transfer on it, to put the debt in her name, because now that she had a job she could have credit. Where as the statement in hand said that last month's payment wasn't paid, that now there was a penalty fee and rate hike, and that I still owed almost a grand. It basically called my ex not just a liar, but an irresponsible one that was damaging my credit at that.

Well gee, what a fun way to start the day.

So I get to work and stew for a few hours. Then during lunchtime I call Dell's finance department. Fun Fun. A nice automated system with nonsensical number choices in places. Well, whatever. I'm not so dumb that I can't follow nonsense when I need to. So I checked the balance.

Strange.

Not only was the balance paid in full, in May, like she'd said, thus vindicating my ex (thank god I hadn't called her to yell at her yet) but was in fact even slightly over-paid and now had thirty bucks in credit.

Weird.

How was that managed I wonder. I mean if she'd paid in May, how was it possible that this statement, accurate as of mid July, said the balance hadn't been paid and that there was a late fee? I mean these things both use the same database, right?

So I fiddle fart through the damn automated system until I finally find a way, buried deep mind you, and involving yet more nonsensical number to press, to contact a real live person. Because real live people (sometimes) can give you answers that machines are too dumb to think through. (The flaw with that being that sometimes the people are dumber than the machines.)

Well, between repeatedly being put on hold, and having to struggle to figure out that my ex had changed the phone number to her cel number so that I could confirm I was actually me so that they'd tell me about my account, I finally managed to get it all sorted out. Fortunately the customer service dude actually had a clue, and not too difficult of an accent. Even if it sounded like I was making a long distance call to India. (Which, no doubt, is exactly what was going on.) Sometimes you luck out.

What had actually happened is that Dell had somehow screwed up and lost the balance transfer paperwork in mid-process. And they just found it two days ago, notably after the bill that had me so upset was sent to me. They were kind enough to undo the late fees and such, it being their mistake, hence the credit, because the balance transfer had been processed after fees had been applied, so it all had to be fixed post-mortem as it were.

And thus I'd spent a day worrying about Dell's ____ up and had been about to call my ex a lying whore when in fact she'd did exactly what she'd said. Gee. Fun. Thank the Goddess I hadn't made that call!

But that's not all. No, that's just one of my stresses today. It's by far the biggest, but...

So next up is that FedEx, the wonderful people that normally deliver stuff, either have totally dropped the ball, or have just forgotten to update their website. Because so far my monitor hasn't left California according to their tracking software.

But it's still, suppoedly, on track to be here in Wisconsin by tomorrow. But it's still listed as being in California.



Now, that's not normally so important. And in fact may even just be that somehow the package missed being scanned at a checkpoint or their server is having difficulties catching up. I've seen both happen before. However, because I have to sign for the darn thing, I took tomorrow off so that I'd be there to recieve the monitor. So if I sit here tomorrow, and no monitor comes, I'm going to be damn pissed.

It's just one of 'those' days.

Then my bank calls me. My bank who I've struggled with a few accounting screw ups involving my ex and I splitting ways involving 4.5 grand taken from the wrong account. And who I've also refinanced my house under very recently. So why did they call? Was it some important aspect of banking as my heart instantly raced at the thought of another _____ up today? No. They're just telemarketing me too now! Yeah, like I'm going to take out a life insurance policy with them. Because it's not like I have my own already thank you very much. And certainly a bank is a great place to get a life insurance policy from. Whatever! Click.

And then a friend of mine hops on YIM just long enough to send me a link to a website (that requires a login) before jumping off again. And like I dope I try to log in. Only it fails. Which is odd because I know I typed it in right. Then it hits me, DUH! Fishing! Der. So I quickly changed my account password. Of course it might not have been my friend's account hacked and used for fishing. I dunno. But so far it's very weird and I figure better safe than sorry. As it was it was dumb of me not to first double-check the link with the friend before visiting it. I know better. But as I said, it's been one of 'those' days, and I'm just so mentally wiped at the moment. And if it wasn't a fishing attack and was just a moment of insanity or something, umm ... the login didn't work, so sorry.

So, yeah, no work on the novel done today. All that I've really accomplished is that I've pulled out lots of facial hair. (And some chest hair ... don't ask.) I've eaten way more than I should. (Becaue hair isn't the only thing I munch on when I'm stressed.) And ... yeah. So that's my day.

And I'm out of both Smirnoff Twisteds and ice cream. Schiznit! No comfort foods for me. Well, maybe that's a good thing. Anyone want to come over and ____ my brains out? Or calm me down some other way?

Maybe I should just start up a video game, crank up the volume, and blow schiznit up to kingdom come in a hail of gunfire...

UPDATE: Well, looks like FedEx finally got their act together. My monitor is now in Chicago. That's only a few hours away. (I should know, I drive near there often enough.) So that should mean it'll be here tomorrow like they said it should be. I sure hope so. It'll be nice to finally have a monitor that doesn't flicker and threaten to completely die at any given moment. It's not like I ordered it weeks ago or anything... Darn shady online businesses lying about things being in stock.


angelofmercy5 60F
17881 posts
7/27/2006 4:53 pm

Dear Lord! I'm exhausted just reading this one. I'm sorry you had a crappy day. But look on the bright side, you ex didn't lie, your bank account isn't overdrawn, and you won't need to wax your chest hairs this month! lol


vrec_dawn replies on 7/27/2006 8:53 pm:
This is all true. Not that I've ever waxed my chest anyway. Ouch!

druidrocker 63F

7/27/2006 4:57 pm

Poor baby - it's just one day - there will be better ones - as for the hair - did you ever hear the story of the girl who eat her hair and it all stuck together in her tum-tum and she had to have it surgically removed - they thought it was a tumor. That will give you another thing to freak over - so - knock it off - buy lollipops.


vrec_dawn replies on 7/27/2006 8:54 pm:
But I chew the hair into itsy bitsy tiny bits so it can't stick together. That makes it safe, right?

TammyDHU 46F  
246 posts
7/27/2006 6:54 pm

Don't pull that hair.

Pull my tits instead, will ya?

THAT oughta keep ya busy for awhile!!!

Snicker...snicker

-T.


vrec_dawn replies on 7/27/2006 9:01 pm:
If only you'd offered before I'd pulled out my hair...

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