The Amazon and I made a trip to Big City last night. I've been trying for two weeks to get the music kit I need to use my "Ipaidwaytoomuchforthishunkofjunk" cell phone as an MP3 player. First, I ordered it from the official website of my service provider. They sent me the wrong one. One glance at the USB cable and it was evident that "tab A" was not ever going to fit into "slot B." I used their "live help" chat service in an attempt to straighten it out, ended up with.. no lie.. Shaterica.. who was polite and helpful.. in spite of her questionable grammar. Bless her heart, she finally just told me to call customer service.
So I called customer service where I was assured that I could take the package back to any of their stores. We drove to Scary Hillbilly Town last weekend, to the huge, new store bearing the name of my service provider, only to be told that they weren't a REAL store, I needed to go to a corporate location.
WTF?
Which is how we ended up in Big City last night. I finally got what I needed at a REAL store (gawd.) Since we had driven all that way, I wanted to look around for a
For real.
It had metal shelves on one side and I was constantly whacking my chubby little pinky toe on it.
My feet have a rough life ya'll.
So yeah, I decided I was worth the forty bucks to buy a new desk/cart thing. We got home around 9:00 last night, took a little while to catch our breath, then I got in the floor and assembled the cart, moved everything and got myself situated. I justify it to myself by calling it a business investment. It's going to make it alot easier to work on the new "project."
People are making gobs of money on the internet every day. Eventually I'm going to figure out how.
I wanted to thank ya'll for your concern over my foot. It's fine, really. The major charlie horse I've developed by limping on it, is way more painful than the actual cut.
Anywho, there's a sink full of dishes calling my name and I've got a pile of laundry in every room. Not sure how that happens, it's not like I go peeling off clothes all through the house... no wait.. um.. never mind.
Ya'll enjoy your weekend.
Later Taters.
4 comments:
Girl, we must be related cause if there's anything possible I can bang my toes or shins on, I'm right there! You sure the charley horse is from limping or maybe it could be from being on the floor in a contorted positions putting the cart together?
Just remember now, when you find a project that will enable you to gain some financial freedom on the internet, share the info here with you blogging buddies too.
There's always the survey thing -although with what they pay, it would take a heck of a long time to accrue much -but something's better than nothing till something else comes along too.
I hate having to deal with anything to do with cell phones. You might as well plan on blocking out several hours of your day to deal with any of their customer service.
I wish I could have seen the look on your face and you stood there in the store being told it wasn't a store.
enjoy your new desk. and please wear a helmet on your feet.
as you stood there
not - and you stood there
I am a moe-ron
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