Some people leave footprints on our heart. Cats leave fur on our sweaters. Dogs leave drool on our shoes. Families will crap on our doorstep. So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Friday, May 11, 2018
Blog, please brain, blog
This is to remind all that I haven't forgotten you. I've had this photo up as wallpaper for the past weeks, I named the ice floe 'Elephant's Child' and El Chi is right there as upstanding as Captain Smith on the Titanic. I am at the stage of posting Christmas in July goodies when the sleet and freezing wind decides to move on. I have already been to Optus at Southland twice this week and one more day might have finished me off. First time was a bust because I forgot to take my passport. Down to the first floor from the third to JBHiFi to buy a new battery for my camera. They don't have a battery for this camera. But, but you have the camera on sale still and I do remember having to pay extra for a battery when I bought the camera and you still have a photo on the wall with the price. Yes, we sell the camera but we don't have that battery. By this time and you remember I've already been to Optus, my temper was ramping up to cyclone category 10 especially since he said I should try Ted's Camera Store which is on the third or second floor and I was on the first floor having just staggered down from the third floor. Tell me, was I wrong in pointing out that selling an item that you know needs a battery (and I was pissed about that in the first place) and you know you don't have that particular battery in stock is in the region of FRAUD. Luckily I didn't put the camera in my bag as the security on the door wanted to search it and if I'd had an hour to spare I would have let him. Third floor was a place to far to travel when I needed food and a new cafe had opened four staggers away. Nice food, great coffee, lovely comfy banquettes to sit on but a little low to the floor for fat over balancing old tarts. It took me five minutes to get up and out without knocking over the table or my walker or tripping over my feet. Elegance has had its day with me regarding comfy banquettes.
Back again to Optus the next day. Girl on floor duty, familiar from frequent visits last year, said if I would come to the counter and speak quietly she would help me. Apparently no-one would serve me because of my reputation, little bastard from yesterday got in before me because I was going to demand another person instead of him. Karma still works, I was quiet and polite especially as she waited for 15 minutes for the Customer Care music to stop and a person answered. She finally had some higher up come and break into the music. I was still very polite even when she pointed out that it would cost me $45 cancellation fee to put the mobile back to pre-paid (memo:read contracts). It's pre-paid but on a long period, instead of $30 a month it goes for 180 days or something. Yeah! I said I'd fix the Internet another day and it comes to mother's phone. I was dreading having to buy another phone because she's so used to using the answer button and nothing else on this old thing but joy, it only needed a new sim card and a new number and $30 credit also on a long whatever.
So I am back to ringing twice a day on the landline to mobile and I'd say if Telstra ever added up how much 65 calls a month of up to an hour or so cost they'd regret putting me on the $85 plan. Two days of taxi fares was up near $40 but at least the old girl had her phone back, she still can't remember how to ring me so the $30 is safe for the moment. Sister hasn't rung me so I haven't bothered to give her the new number. Did I say she was back from the holiday in Qld? She loves it there, can't wait to move and neither can I.
I made a comment somewhere about wallpapering a ceiling, remind me to blog
that while the memory still has the brilliant horror of it all. I can tell you how I removed it, locked the boys in the bathroom and promised money when they'd finished. Permission to destroy, there's nothing like it.
I will now have coffee which will cost me not a cent and then ring mother.
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