Jul 25, 2007 07:24
It all started on payday. I dumped in the check, 287 bucks damn vacation, and transfer my usual 100 to my savings. It says success and continues on to un-transfer, what the fuck is that? Any-hoo the money finally gets there but it'll be a problem later on. Lets go forward to Harry Potter Midnight Release. After I got my book at about 12:15 I went to Safeway on my way home to fill up. I enter Katie's phone number, which has always worked before. It doesn't. So I CANCEL, and try again, its late after all. It still fails. At this point I'm pretty pissed so I cancel AGAIN. I enter my friend's number, it works, I fill up and go home. Next day check the old checking account and its at 60 dollars. Okay 287 doesn't equal 60 after you spend 50 nor does 187 turn up to that amount. So I go look. Apparently if you cancel at Safeway's pumps they charge a fee of 75 fucking dollars. If you remember that's twice for me, so 150 fucking dollars is gone. Bank, bookkeeping and a dispute form later I have assurances that I'll get my money back, but it has to be made into a withdrawal. So wait, you took my 150 fucking dollars and put it in limbo? It's not gone to Safeway, it's not gone to me, It's in money fucking LIMBO. Money in LIMBO. SO they don't count the 150 as existing anywhere. So I have to wait for someone to pull their head out of their ASS and take my fucking money or give it back because as we all know limbo is gay. Well I haven't over drawn so its all good, right? Wrong again. Transfer goes through, another 100 dollars, after going back and forth, I'm now 45 in the fucking hole. I fucking over drafted on a transfer, so I transfer it back, again it says its good and then it fucking disappears again. Fuck this, I'm about to take all my fucking money and find a big ass mayo jar and fill it with fucking money and tell my bank to suck my god damn balls.
It's Karma I swear. Baretta Audio installed a deck with a knob that is made so delicate that if you use it wrong it breaks, thanks for telling me that after I bring back 2 fucking decks dumb ass. Best part is thats the upgrade of the deck I was paying for because they ran out of the one I wanted when I was shopping. On the flip side I now have a 200 dollar deck for the price of 140 dollars. Screw with Baretta and I get fucked too I suppose.
All in all my financial institution blows nuts, my Audio dealership is full of dumb fucks and I'm sick of money fucking me in the ass.