The Saturday of Suck
I'm at Dunn Brothers, taking advantage of their free wi-fi to bitch impotently about my life. What else is free wi-fi for?
Why am I at Dunn Brothers? Because I haven't had Internet at my house since Wednesday night. The genius posting this forgot to pay his phone bill for three months. Qwest changed the look of their bills, so I assumed the bills were junk mail and tossed them. I never noticed I wasn't paying Qwest anything. Yes, I know there are such things as automatic bill payments. But I've known way too many people who got screwed by automatic bill payments getting messed up. If I'm going to get screwed with bill payments, I'd rather it be my own fault than the fault of some labyrinthian corporate customer service bureaucracy, if that makes sense. So I payed a very large bill, the check hasn't cleared yet, and when it does I'll pay some stupid restart fee and feel like an idiot.
The AC in my car stopped working just before the Fringe Festival, so I was driving around in the extreme heat with no AC. Plus my driver's side window only works intermittently. Thank you electronics, for making life easier. Anyway, I stopped into a car repair place to get the AC recharged. Well, there must have been a crack somewhere, because the recharging process caused the condenser and a hose to blow apart. I now have a big pile of junk where my AC should be. Effectively, I paid $83 to have my AC destroyed. Fixing it, recharging it, and flushing the system or whatever the hell else needs to be done will run around $900. There's no way I can afford that for a non-essential system on my car. Besides, something I've always heard about automotive AC is that unless it's factory air, it's no good. So I guess I'll just never be able to drive in comfort again, y'know, except for a couple of weeks in the spring and fall.
My dryer has stopped working too. Well, it sort of works. It just doesn't heat up. I have to run a load about three hours to dry it. When the hell am I going to scrape up enough to get a new dryer?
Oh, and my birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be 45. I have no plans, and I'm not in any mood to celebrate.
...and there's the low battery warning. You should be grateful. It saves you more of my pointless whining. 'Bye for now.
Why am I at Dunn Brothers? Because I haven't had Internet at my house since Wednesday night. The genius posting this forgot to pay his phone bill for three months. Qwest changed the look of their bills, so I assumed the bills were junk mail and tossed them. I never noticed I wasn't paying Qwest anything. Yes, I know there are such things as automatic bill payments. But I've known way too many people who got screwed by automatic bill payments getting messed up. If I'm going to get screwed with bill payments, I'd rather it be my own fault than the fault of some labyrinthian corporate customer service bureaucracy, if that makes sense. So I payed a very large bill, the check hasn't cleared yet, and when it does I'll pay some stupid restart fee and feel like an idiot.
The AC in my car stopped working just before the Fringe Festival, so I was driving around in the extreme heat with no AC. Plus my driver's side window only works intermittently. Thank you electronics, for making life easier. Anyway, I stopped into a car repair place to get the AC recharged. Well, there must have been a crack somewhere, because the recharging process caused the condenser and a hose to blow apart. I now have a big pile of junk where my AC should be. Effectively, I paid $83 to have my AC destroyed. Fixing it, recharging it, and flushing the system or whatever the hell else needs to be done will run around $900. There's no way I can afford that for a non-essential system on my car. Besides, something I've always heard about automotive AC is that unless it's factory air, it's no good. So I guess I'll just never be able to drive in comfort again, y'know, except for a couple of weeks in the spring and fall.
My dryer has stopped working too. Well, it sort of works. It just doesn't heat up. I have to run a load about three hours to dry it. When the hell am I going to scrape up enough to get a new dryer?
Oh, and my birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be 45. I have no plans, and I'm not in any mood to celebrate.
...and there's the low battery warning. You should be grateful. It saves you more of my pointless whining. 'Bye for now.