Random Thoughts

The phone appears to work fine. The number is still the same (YAY), and I called Cricket today to cancel my service. They asked me why, I told them why, the guy said sorry, BUT THEN proceeded to tell me that the reason they couldn't change it was because I hadn't gone into a full service station. I BELIEVE I did, but I think the guy misunderstood. Because I went into that one twice and got two different stories, then tried to go back but instead had to hit the kiosk inside the mall, and that guy told me something else entirely. So, the guy basically said sorry you're a moron and can't do it right. Not that it matters since it's over and done with now (I hope, I have little trust in them) and I should let it go. What do I care that some guy I don't know thinks it's MY fault that I can't get what I want from their customer service? And if I had insisted it was a full service, what would the story have been then? The internet says the one at Gateway IS full...

Cricket sucks. Like I thought. Ben and I went down to Gateway today to hit the store. First problem? They were not open on Sunday as advertised on their website, but the store front redirected us into the mall. Yay, my favorite place /sarcasm. Once in there, it became some other problem like usual. This time the answer was that I could change the due date, but I'd need to pay two months, because I am not on a prepay account like everyone else. No, my account is so old that I'm on a post pay account. I pay for my services AFTER the month. Which confuses me, as I'm pretty sure I bought the phone and got the first month free, so how am I behind? It's so long ago, there is no way to prove it. This is the 3rd story I've gotten. Ben remarked as we were walking to KFC for lunch that while he KNEW they were stupid, he did not really understand the depths of their stupidity like I tried to explain last time. I KNEW they would not change the date, no matter what I did. I paid...

I told Ben about this the other day, found on one of my blogs. He was skeptical, and I suppose all people should be skeptical of the internets in general. Sometimes I am gullible, but I try and be smarter. I've decided that I hate Anthony Bourdain, and now I can't let it go. Since he mentioned how he was skeptical, I was in a bad fucking mood for the rest of the day, and even today, 3 DAYS LATER, I am still going back to the link and trying really hard to prevent myself from pointing and be like...SEE, look, please make me watch that fucker no more. Meh. Like fat people need the ugly skinny people to tell us how fat we are, like we don't have acceptance issues of our own. Like I don't try every day to not hate my stomach or my arms. Asshole. You're not helping. Any time I hear that people are fat because they are lazy bastards, I get angry. I lived with a guy who could eat twice what I ate, and PERHAPS he was more active than I, but he NEVER gained a goddamn ounce....

My back is sore. 8 trays of quarters will do that to you. Oy. I'm going to learn my lesson and not do much of anything today in the hopes that it will be better tomorrow. It's not really bad, but it's definitely something I felt the instant I woke up this morning. We have Josh over right now, and the boys are out in the tree, of course. In two days Derek starts 5th grade, and that just seems weird to me. I'm glad he got his friend to stay the night though. =) They were up early, but that might actually work in my favor as then Derek will fight less about going to bed at 9 tonight in preparation for school before we know it. Also, we're not paying Cricket. Ben tried to sway me, and said this time would work out different and that I would be able to change my due date, we'll just look specifically for the woman who helped us before. Three problems with that: 1. They almost always have different people in there when I go in. I've never seen the same people twic...

Fucking whore! I guess that's two words. It was a tourettes kind of day. It's nice to be able to say fucking whore around your co-workers and not have them complain. Yay for awesome people to work with today. =) On the less funny side, I touched tons of money. More money that I can make in 3 years. It's disheartening. And now I'm sore and tired. Glad for the bookstore, in any case. GO DUCKS! P.S. My kid just told me that his pizza hurt his gimpy front tooth. Now I'm waiting in my crazy head for it to fall out any second. How much stress can a person take? P.S.S. And if it does, then I suppose we'll just go back to the damn dentist AGAIN.