Thursday, February 26, 2009

What a difference a week makes!

What a difference a week can make!!

I went back to my old doctor on tuesday. It's just a little over an hour and a half drive so it's not really all that far to go see him. Plus if I schedule my appointments on the right days I can go to the quilt store. So anyway, I told him I was going to have to change docs because they weren't in my insurance network. He took me to the office and they're going to get in my insurance network so I don't have to change doctors!!!

Then wednesday I drove 3 hours one way to take the Census Bureau test so I can work for them this fall. I missed one question so I'll be at the top of the hire list. I mapped the route before I left and did both fastest and shortest routes and the time difference was only two minutes so I took one way over and the other way back home. I'm glad I went the way I did, I found a quilt store on the way home!! It's a great little store in Waynoka Oklahoma.

On tuesday I got the first two sections of the block of the month and then wednesday's shopping got me 7 peach and pink fat quarters, 2 yards of the palest pink fairy frost, 4 yards of a purple swirly fabric, a fat quarter table runner pattern and a kit and pattern for a really cool heart shaped pop up sewing case.

The end to this week is going to be great. Hubby and I are going to Amarillo saturday to celebrate our unaversary. That's an anniversary on years there's no 29th.

Ahhhhhhhhh, much better now!!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

bitch of a week

For the most part this week sucked. It started off bad on monday and didn't really start to improve until thursday.

Monday I was supposed to go see a new doctor. I get over there and they demand my SS card. I didn't bring it with me because I just don't carry it number one, and number two you're not required to give that number out anyway. I even offered to pay cash for the office visit and they refused to see me. The stupid bitch actually thought I would make another appointment and come back later!! No fucking way after the shitty way I was treated. I came home and called my doctor in Lakin and I'll go on tuesday. He's out of the insurance network but at the moment I don't care.

Monday evening after work I went shopping at this really funky discount store here. I left my debit card at the store and didn't discover it until tuesday night.

Sunday I had switched the satellite receiver box to the supposedly new one they sent since the old one's hard drive had failed. Bill said it had been shutting itself off. Uhhh, okay. So monday night I settle in after work to watch my shows and the damn thing shuts itself off and won't come back on right. I called tech support and we got it working again. The tech told me he would put notes on my account so that if it did it again in the next two hours the next tech could escalate the support. That soooooooooo didn't happen!!! The reciever shut itself off in about an hour and a half. The second tech I got was apparently an idiot and basically refused to any thing but the minimum required to get it working again and refused to send me a new one. The fucking thing actually shut off *while* she was doing tech support and she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it. I finally got tired of talking to her and just hung up after she got it working for the 3rd time that night.

Tuesday morning I get up and call tech support yet again because the fucking thing wasn't working and I knew Bill would be home in about an hour and would want ESPN. I had the third tech reactivate my old box so we could at least watch tv until another receiver could be sent. He was at least helpful in that way. But he didn't get the original receiver on the account right and when Bill got home there was no ESPN. So I called tech support yet again. This time I got the only person there that seems to have the slightest clue what they're doing and she got the original receiver back on the account so we could at least watch tv and made sure they were sending another new box.

And then tuesday while I was at work I get a voice mail on my cell phone saying my internet wasn't paid this month. I called them earlier in the month to change debit cards on the account because the bank changed card processing companies and sent new cards with 4 whole days notice. I asked the kid what the last four numbers of the card that is on the account were and the person that changed card numbers for me put it in wrong!! That's when I discovered my debit card was gone.

And it didn't end there. I got a notice from the town they were going to shut off my water because the bill hadn't been paid for two months. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!! I go to the bank's website and print off the two pages to show it had indeed been paid thru bill pay. I sent Bill to the town office. I didn't think it would be a good idea for me to go in there at that point. I suspect I'm the only person in this whole fucking place that uses bill pay and nobody is smart enough to figure out what the fuck it is!!

And to end the week I had a customer cop an attitude on me and then go throw a fit to the manager yesterday. She is apparently under the impression that because she runs a day care in her home she gets to deduct her entire family budget including all their clothing, food, lotto tickets and dog food. She got the attitude when I asked her why she wanted to file married filing separate. As a rule it's the worst filing status there is. And then it went downhill from there. One of the first things at the top of the deductions on the schedule C is the vehicle expenses. I ask her if she uses her vehicle to transport the kids and she said she does sometimes. I asked her what her vehicle was and when she put it in service. She couldn't figure out when she put the vehicle in service because she's been doing day care for 5 years but just got her license last August so she started it then, but she wants deductions for the whole year. Then she blew up and picked all of her stuff up and stomped off. I think she does day care because she's too fucking stupid to work anywhere else.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

wave after wave...

Of the "great unwashed." People that make less than 12K a year and seem to have a problem disciplining their kids and with personal hygiene.

I have 107 hours on this paycheck and I'll probably put in even more hours the next two weeks. Needless to say I get no sewing done and I'm lucky if I even get laundry done!!