Fuck You, 2007!!!
Jeez, don't people usually get a couple of good weeks before the shit starts hitting the fan? I hadn't even fallen asleep on New Years Day before things started going downhill.
First, my cellphone was stolen from my neighbor's house sometime during their New Year's party. We knew almost everyone that was there, too, and that doesn't make me feel any better. There were a few high school kids that showed up really late, and most of us were going, "Huh? Who're they?" I didn't notice the missing phone until it was time to stagger home. We tried calling it, but it went right to voice mail.
I checked with Cingular later and found two phone numbers that had been called two days afterward, and called both numbers. Neither party admitted knowing anyone that talked about having a new cell phone, and they certainly didn't remember any calls from a cell phone on the 3rd, around 2:30 PM. Of course.
So, I had the number turned off, paid the $50.00 my phone insurance charges and received a replacement phone. Now, I'd only had my cell phone about two and a half months, so I kind of expected I'd get a new one to replace it. Ch! Cingular had a different idea. I got a "refurbished" phone that's supposed to be as good as new. If the power cord is any indication of how old this phone really is, they're full of shit. Oh, I went back to the Cingular store where I'd purchased the phone and looked at the Insurance poster they point to when they want you to purchase it. It doesn't say anything about refurbished/used replacements. I complained about that, and felt like throwing the phone through the plate glass window. Hn. Maybe I need to change my meds...
As it is, the bluetooth doesn't work in my car. I've talked with seven people so far, and still haven't had it resolved. I even paired my neighbor's phone with my car, just to make sure it wasn't a problem with the car. Nope, her phone paired just fine and works like a gem. Now, I'll have to wait for another replacement phone.
Okay, so I'm trying to deal with the cell phone issue. Then there's my dishwasher and refrigerator. They both decided to croak on me right after New Years. I so don't need this right now. I'm trying to get rid of bills, not add to them!
...and I'm not even going to mention my back!
I feel like "Wendy Whiner" from Classic SNL.