What a crappy week
Mucho whino below the foldo ... you have been warned-o
Just how is it that everything that can go wrong, will go wrong? I think the fuck-up fairy beat the crap out of me with her damn wand or something. Gah!
The job. Ohmahgawd the job. I want to weep just thinking about the job. I had a really good interview for a really good job a couple weeks ago. They said I would hear something by this past Monday, and to call if I didn't hear from them. I didn't hear from them, so I called. Their HR had no record of me whatsoever. None. Not my resume, not a notation on the calendar for my interview appointment. Nothing. Nada. They said they would call the manager I interviewed with. That was Monday.
Wednesday, I find that my cell phone battery is not holding a charge like it should. Which is not a good thing while I am hoping to hear back from other job possibilities. But I still have some time on the Service Plan. I was at Best Buy anyway, so I asked about it. Dude in the cell phone area was clueless, so he sent me to customer service. She tried to help, but could only tell me to call the 888-BESTBUY number. I tried to do so on the way from there to the grocery store. They have some really crappy hold music. I tried again at home, same thing ... on-hold hell puncuated by the nasally robotic voice telling me that my call IS important.
Next morning, I get a rep on the phone. She said I needed to get a service order from the Best Buy store. I told her the store told me to call. So she transferred me. The next person had no idea ... she was an order taker. She tried to transfer me, and the line disconnected. I called back, explained again. Was transferred again. This time I got someone in wireless. They said that they could repair my phone, I would have to send it in. I told him all I need is a battery. He said they had to test it, and it would be $36.95 plus shipping each way, what is my Visa number please. Uhh no. I have a Service Plan. No charge for batteries that don't charge. He said my warranty is expired, the phone is almost two years old. Duh! I have a Service Plan! TWO years! He transferred me, I was on hold for 15 minutes and gave up. I was supposed to be, ya know, like doing my job. Such as it is. But I did take another moment to fire off a nasty gram to their customer service department.
That night I called from home. This time I only had to talk to three people, only one of whom is likely a US citizen or even located on this continent. "Ello, this is Bob. I am sorry to hear of the problem you have, but we will correct problem as soon as it is possible." But, I have a new battery on the way, one that should hold a charge, at no charge. I WILL get my money's worth from that stupid Service Plan! And yes, Bob, you are most certainly, without a doubt ... the man.
I want that two hours of my life back though.
Next we have this lovely web host. This web host used to be the most excellent web host ever. Customer service was better termed TLC. Their clients raved endlessly about them. Him. It's a small company, one man op. He says that his work and personal life has become extremely chaotic and he doesn't have the time to devote the the hosting service. A week of this would be understandable, given the circumstances. Even a month ... ups and downs, slowness, database errors, DNS problems. But it has been 6 months of this. I was one of the most loyal, defending the service when others were complaining. But it finally got to me. Maybe it was the emails that got dumped, one of them maybe a job response or something important. Or maybe it was the 404s when trying to access any part of my site. So I posted on DSLReports that I was done, over it, and was getting hosting service elsewhere.
Not long after that, I get an email from the owner. Asking me not to leave. That he was putting the final tweaks on the server to make it more stable and the outage I experienced was the final reboot of the server. I don't know whether to laugh, cry, get mad or what. I certainly have no clue how to answer. But I have signed up with another host. I may keep this one going ... photo storage, let my daughter use it for her sites, as a test bed. I can't completely walk away. Not yet.
And the new host. I placed my order just after noon. They say it can take up to 24 hours to complete order, but 2-4 is more usual. My order still is not complete. Everyone else is saying it only took a very short time and they were up and running. But oh no! Not me!
Finally, we have Netflix. The service we love to hate, and hate to love. I just joined back up recently. A co-worker got me interested in "24" (I'm always running a day behind the rest of the world, maybe one day I will actually watch an episode of "Lost"!) Co-worker insisted that I get the previous seasons on DVD and watch those too, to catch up. With each season running $35-40 a set, and there being 4 seasons out, I figured Netflix to be the more economical way to go. So I queue up the "24" seasons, one after the other, and get ready for some hard-hitting, slam-bam, gut punch, blow your face off rockin' Jack Bauer action. Yeah! I have now watched the 5 disks of the 6-disk 1st season set. The 6th was in the mail today. I had two eps left on disk 5 to watch. When those were done, I put #6 in. And nothing happened. No disk in the drive. I took it out and looked closely ... geez o pete! It's cracked! Not just cracked, but one side is completely broken! AND it isn't even disk #6! It's another disk 5! (Oh and look! My free two weeks is up! Instead of a two day turn-around, it's now four or five. Idiots.)
Folks, it's the ending of the season! This is toe-curling, chair arm gripping, holding breath, wide-eyed action here! Who else is gonna get killed? Will the bad guys get caught? Is Kimberly gonna do hard time? Will Tony and Terri make it back to CTU? Will Jack make it out of the prison-that-doesn't-exist with daddy terrorist? Will the Senator put the smack-down on that evil bitch wife of his? I have to wait until at least NEXT WEDNESDAY to find out! Aaauuuuggghhh!
It's time to get into my jammies, snuggle under the covers with my kitties, and The Chronicles of Narnia: A Horse and His Boy ... this week needs to be OVER!
« Hush me up!
The job. Ohmahgawd the job. I want to weep just thinking about the job. I had a really good interview for a really good job a couple weeks ago. They said I would hear something by this past Monday, and to call if I didn't hear from them. I didn't hear from them, so I called. Their HR had no record of me whatsoever. None. Not my resume, not a notation on the calendar for my interview appointment. Nothing. Nada. They said they would call the manager I interviewed with. That was Monday.
Wednesday, I find that my cell phone battery is not holding a charge like it should. Which is not a good thing while I am hoping to hear back from other job possibilities. But I still have some time on the Service Plan. I was at Best Buy anyway, so I asked about it. Dude in the cell phone area was clueless, so he sent me to customer service. She tried to help, but could only tell me to call the 888-BESTBUY number. I tried to do so on the way from there to the grocery store. They have some really crappy hold music. I tried again at home, same thing ... on-hold hell puncuated by the nasally robotic voice telling me that my call IS important.
Next morning, I get a rep on the phone. She said I needed to get a service order from the Best Buy store. I told her the store told me to call. So she transferred me. The next person had no idea ... she was an order taker. She tried to transfer me, and the line disconnected. I called back, explained again. Was transferred again. This time I got someone in wireless. They said that they could repair my phone, I would have to send it in. I told him all I need is a battery. He said they had to test it, and it would be $36.95 plus shipping each way, what is my Visa number please. Uhh no. I have a Service Plan. No charge for batteries that don't charge. He said my warranty is expired, the phone is almost two years old. Duh! I have a Service Plan! TWO years! He transferred me, I was on hold for 15 minutes and gave up. I was supposed to be, ya know, like doing my job. Such as it is. But I did take another moment to fire off a nasty gram to their customer service department.
That night I called from home. This time I only had to talk to three people, only one of whom is likely a US citizen or even located on this continent. "Ello, this is Bob. I am sorry to hear of the problem you have, but we will correct problem as soon as it is possible." But, I have a new battery on the way, one that should hold a charge, at no charge. I WILL get my money's worth from that stupid Service Plan! And yes, Bob, you are most certainly, without a doubt ... the man.
I want that two hours of my life back though.
Next we have this lovely web host. This web host used to be the most excellent web host ever. Customer service was better termed TLC. Their clients raved endlessly about them. Him. It's a small company, one man op. He says that his work and personal life has become extremely chaotic and he doesn't have the time to devote the the hosting service. A week of this would be understandable, given the circumstances. Even a month ... ups and downs, slowness, database errors, DNS problems. But it has been 6 months of this. I was one of the most loyal, defending the service when others were complaining. But it finally got to me. Maybe it was the emails that got dumped, one of them maybe a job response or something important. Or maybe it was the 404s when trying to access any part of my site. So I posted on DSLReports that I was done, over it, and was getting hosting service elsewhere.
Not long after that, I get an email from the owner. Asking me not to leave. That he was putting the final tweaks on the server to make it more stable and the outage I experienced was the final reboot of the server. I don't know whether to laugh, cry, get mad or what. I certainly have no clue how to answer. But I have signed up with another host. I may keep this one going ... photo storage, let my daughter use it for her sites, as a test bed. I can't completely walk away. Not yet.
And the new host. I placed my order just after noon. They say it can take up to 24 hours to complete order, but 2-4 is more usual. My order still is not complete. Everyone else is saying it only took a very short time and they were up and running. But oh no! Not me!
Finally, we have Netflix. The service we love to hate, and hate to love. I just joined back up recently. A co-worker got me interested in "24" (I'm always running a day behind the rest of the world, maybe one day I will actually watch an episode of "Lost"!) Co-worker insisted that I get the previous seasons on DVD and watch those too, to catch up. With each season running $35-40 a set, and there being 4 seasons out, I figured Netflix to be the more economical way to go. So I queue up the "24" seasons, one after the other, and get ready for some hard-hitting, slam-bam, gut punch, blow your face off rockin' Jack Bauer action. Yeah! I have now watched the 5 disks of the 6-disk 1st season set. The 6th was in the mail today. I had two eps left on disk 5 to watch. When those were done, I put #6 in. And nothing happened. No disk in the drive. I took it out and looked closely ... geez o pete! It's cracked! Not just cracked, but one side is completely broken! AND it isn't even disk #6! It's another disk 5! (Oh and look! My free two weeks is up! Instead of a two day turn-around, it's now four or five. Idiots.)
Folks, it's the ending of the season! This is toe-curling, chair arm gripping, holding breath, wide-eyed action here! Who else is gonna get killed? Will the bad guys get caught? Is Kimberly gonna do hard time? Will Tony and Terri make it back to CTU? Will Jack make it out of the prison-that-doesn't-exist with daddy terrorist? Will the Senator put the smack-down on that evil bitch wife of his? I have to wait until at least NEXT WEDNESDAY to find out! Aaauuuuggghhh!
It's time to get into my jammies, snuggle under the covers with my kitties, and The Chronicles of Narnia: A Horse and His Boy ... this week needs to be OVER!
« Hush me up!
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