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Wednesday, July 27, 2005
oooh ooooHHH OOOOHHH (or "mad monkey rantings")
When did incompetence become acceptable?
Some days my motor skills are exceptional. Some days they're not. It balances out.
Saturday was one of the days that balance the equation out for me being able to walk upgright.
Case in point. I hoped the fence by my place while golfing to go to the bathroom. It was mostly a graceful maneuver, but let's just say that the 'dismount' wouldn't have impressed any judges. I went down. Landed on my ass. The side of the ass that had the cell phone in the pocket. Took the phone out of the pocket and the color display was in pieces.
Took the phone to the Rogers (tm) store for replacement. I don't know why I got extended warranty (I never do), but this time I had it. They guys in the store were very helpful and courteous, got me a replacement phone, and sent me on my way.
This is where the incompetence comes in and I start to get angry (oooohhh OOOOOHHHHH). Five days later, I realize I haven't had any calls or "work related pages" on my phone. Testing said phone got me a "your phone has not been activated" type of message.
I took the replacement phone back to the store and, again, the guys were very helpful and courteous. And very insistent that they could NOT do anything about a billing credit to compensate for the fact that my phone hasn't been working since they 'fixed' it. But, no problem. They're very clear that I should dial 6-1-1 and they'll fix this issue.
So, I return to work and at a quiet moment, call 6-1-1 to get my bill fixed. "oh, no, sir. We don't do that here, you'll have to go to the store and get that credit done."
ooOOOOoooOoOOHHHHHH. I could smack someone with a banana.
"May I speak with your supervisor please?"
"Yes, but you'll likely get the same answer there"
"I'll hold"
After 5 minutes of hold time, said supervisor took care of my issue and sent me away.
Now I can eat my banana in peace.
Some days my motor skills are exceptional. Some days they're not. It balances out.
Saturday was one of the days that balance the equation out for me being able to walk upgright.
Case in point. I hoped the fence by my place while golfing to go to the bathroom. It was mostly a graceful maneuver, but let's just say that the 'dismount' wouldn't have impressed any judges. I went down. Landed on my ass. The side of the ass that had the cell phone in the pocket. Took the phone out of the pocket and the color display was in pieces.
Took the phone to the Rogers (tm) store for replacement. I don't know why I got extended warranty (I never do), but this time I had it. They guys in the store were very helpful and courteous, got me a replacement phone, and sent me on my way.
This is where the incompetence comes in and I start to get angry (oooohhh OOOOOHHHHH). Five days later, I realize I haven't had any calls or "work related pages" on my phone. Testing said phone got me a "your phone has not been activated" type of message.
I took the replacement phone back to the store and, again, the guys were very helpful and courteous. And very insistent that they could NOT do anything about a billing credit to compensate for the fact that my phone hasn't been working since they 'fixed' it. But, no problem. They're very clear that I should dial 6-1-1 and they'll fix this issue.
So, I return to work and at a quiet moment, call 6-1-1 to get my bill fixed. "oh, no, sir. We don't do that here, you'll have to go to the store and get that credit done."
ooOOOOoooOoOOHHHHHH. I could smack someone with a banana.
"May I speak with your supervisor please?"
"Yes, but you'll likely get the same answer there"
"I'll hold"
After 5 minutes of hold time, said supervisor took care of my issue and sent me away.
Now I can eat my banana in peace.
Friday, July 22, 2005
Happy Friday!
ah. Friday. Or, as I like to call it, "Luau Friday"
This is evolution in action people. Siesta Saturday was the original time to celebrate... who CAN'T appreciate a snooze in the afternoon on Saturday?
Eventually though, I outgrew those limits and had to try for more.
I mean, the Hawaiians have it right and I've spent some time working on that lifestyle. I've been wearing these flowery shirts for a few years now and they're pretty darn comfortable. As long as they're cotton. Cotton rules.
Fridays are the best day for all things Hawaiian. I'll maybe eat a pineapple later and have some fruity drink sans umbrella.
I don't get much time to practice my Hawaiian dialect. Seems that walking up to strange women and saying "ComeOnIWannaLayYou" doesn't count as proper dialect.
However, my collection of restraining orders IS growing!
This is evolution in action people. Siesta Saturday was the original time to celebrate... who CAN'T appreciate a snooze in the afternoon on Saturday?
Eventually though, I outgrew those limits and had to try for more.
I mean, the Hawaiians have it right and I've spent some time working on that lifestyle. I've been wearing these flowery shirts for a few years now and they're pretty darn comfortable. As long as they're cotton. Cotton rules.
Fridays are the best day for all things Hawaiian. I'll maybe eat a pineapple later and have some fruity drink sans umbrella.
I don't get much time to practice my Hawaiian dialect. Seems that walking up to strange women and saying "ComeOnIWannaLayYou" doesn't count as proper dialect.
However, my collection of restraining orders IS growing!
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Allergies
It'll be 2 weeks on Thursday.
I've been waking up in the middle of the night clawing at my eyes. Seems like my hands want to get at my sinuses too.
Those of you who have allergies understand that some things are just not fun to be around. For me, it's mostly everything. If it's airborne, I'm affected. Dander. Dust. Pollen. Perfume. yee-har.
sigh.
At least I don't have asthma.
I've been waking up in the middle of the night clawing at my eyes. Seems like my hands want to get at my sinuses too.
Those of you who have allergies understand that some things are just not fun to be around. For me, it's mostly everything. If it's airborne, I'm affected. Dander. Dust. Pollen. Perfume. yee-har.
sigh.
At least I don't have asthma.
