June 29, 2011
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ANGST!
up by 5:30. pooperdog walk required a sweatshirt due to it only being 57 degrees (it wasn't that long ago when 57 felt warm). burn some coffee, but still get a bit of vinegar taste from cleaning the machine yesterday. I thought I cycled enough water thru...I guess not.
out of sheer disgust of my laptop acting up, I order me a new 'puter yesterday (a big one! several giga-hamsters of power). I'm tired of working with old junk. I don't need an upgrade, but I guess I want one bad enough to order one. then I remember why Best Buy was on my shit list (see short term memory post below). I can't access my online credit card account thru them. I remember getting the run around because I don't physically have the card any longer, and have no idea what my card number is (yet their happy to set me up with an 18 month payment plan), but need that number in order to find out why my password doesn't work so I can access the account to make payments toward said card ('round and 'round). I remember getting so frustrated last time that I told 'em to close the account. apparently they haven't. this time I call their 800 number, get shuffled around 'til the right person can help me, then they patch me to the bank that issues the card, but the phone simply drops the call after going thru their 'press 1 for this, press 2 for that' routine. I try the first number again, and the lady explains that their not open for another 40 minutes (she could've let me know that the first time around
). how do I get into these damn pickles? all this after spending a good hour just looking for my phone. I lose the damn thing more than I use it...I could call it, and listen for the ring, but then remembered that I uninstalled Skype due to not using it. I could reinstall Skype, but then I don't know if I still have the username and password for that ('round and 'round). I'm sure I create 3/4's of my own misery, but where does that other 1/4 come from? and why does my coffee taste like shit? oh yeah, vinegar. [...] then it dawns on me. I can simply go to 'my account' page at Best Buy, view 'my order', and see if I can get the card number from there. nope. it's asterisked out, 'cept for the last four digits. anyway, I've killed enough time drinking bad coffee, and writing my angst down for me to get the run around again with the 800 number. wish me luck, I'm goin' in!later: after a good half an hour of 'press 1 for this, 2 for that', dropped calls, and horse shit, I finally get someone who seems to care, only to get told that I need to go into the store with a photo ID in order to get a new card, otherwise I'm skunked. I end up putting Best Buy back on my shit list and cancel the order...I know, their just trying to protect my account, and that's good, but I don't need to enhance my headache any further. let's just let it go, and move on...now, to simply relax and make some franch toost unt bacon to go with my mocha vinaigrette
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