Hello Again....

Sep 26, 2004 22:07

Greetings,

Nothing to exciting on the home front. Joel is now in New York. He went from 50 guys packed into a sweltering barracks to his own room with a queen sized bed in a hotel. And the weather is cool, they work a semi normal schedule, but it only lasts 7 more days. Then he is off to Louisiana for awhile.

Part of his training is getting certified with Pepper Spray and Tasers. For some reason the Army thinks it is important that the trainees experience what OC spray and a taser shot feel like. Give me a break!!! OK, the OC spray is no big deal, most folks have scratched their eyes after playing with peppers or something that stings. Its about the same. But a TASER!!! Those things are designed to shock a combative, hostile, drugged or drunk scumbag into submission. Why should I have any form of empathy for them? Quite frankly, I don't. I have been through the certification classes through Air Force schools as well as the FBI's program and local law enforcement training. Sure, they ask if any would take a hit for the Kipper so to speak. And yes, there is always one fellow who thinks nothing can hurt him and we all have a good laugh watching him wiggle and squirm like worm on a hook after being hit. But to make it mandatory, that’s just plain dumb. So what are they going to do next? Have all the K9 handlers get bit by their dog so they know what it feels like? Only the Army.

We have been fighting the battle of the home warranty, over the hot tub that came with this house. First, I screwed up by calling a local repair center and getting an estimate only to find out I should have called the warranty place first. So, I called them, American Home Shield, they sent out their local contracted team. They checked out the tub and sent in an estimate. AHS denied the claim stating they didn’t do work on portable spa’s. Their own repair team told me that was BS, they had worked on hundreds of tubs for them. And on top of that, the tub in this house is about as permanent as it can be. It’s built into the house, in a room all its own, with no way to remove it with out tearing down a wall. So…I called them and got the run around. I had to get very nasty with the brain-dead bimbo I was speaking with to even get the possibility they might reconsider. They, AHS, blamed the denied claim on the company out here, stating they miss represented the status of the hot tub. So I called the locals back who agreed to call AHS back. AHS decided they wanted a third opinion and sent out another contractor. This time the contractor told me AHS said they did not work on permanent spas. He had worked on many spas for the AHS as well. He was able to at least get the spa running but know it has a major leak and the pump is going to need to be rebuilt. This is where we started. I am afraid my Monday is going to get very, very angry!

That’s all.
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