*speechless*

Verizon Wireless Hires Trained Monkeys
because they HAVE to be better than the human I just spoke to.
I put my check in the bank yesterday, and there's enough already available to pay a couple of remaining bills, one being my wireless bill. I go online to pay the bill last week, and the site showed my June statement. I figured "Hey, they're updating, I don't really want to pay it now, I'll pay it next week." Except they STILL haven't updated. of COURSE there's no email to send to, so I call the number.

The number of "ums" and "ahs" would have given my 8th grade Sister of St Joseph nun teacher fits, and foaming at the mouth. The answer she gave me was "They're updating the site." Well, I looked last week, and the same thing happened "Um, well, um they're ah inputting by hand. Do you want to speak to customer serv... *I hear her thinking "Oh wait I AM Customer service"* Um, OK"

*sigh*
I said No, s'ok, I just wanted to know what's up. I'll send you guys a check, or go to the store and pay. No, I do not want you to transfer me to someone else so I can pay my bill by phone (And you can try to charge me the pay by phone fees, _I_ am not stupid, like you miss.) So I think I'll write them a check, and that'll be that.

I'm frightened by the answer of "they have to input everything by hand" Honestly, who DOES that these days?

I'm not thinking about anything else. Nope. Not. Gotta get some stuff done, and get to the post office,

Oh - and Friendster - officially scary. I have 14 friends listed, I'm being decidedly selective, and I can connect to 63,437 people. Whats wrong with that? I want to see how far away I get from any particular user, like 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon. Of course, I'm only 1 degree from some people I just DON'T wanna know, you know? My friends know icky people (As cemented by last night *shudder*)

OK, work, food, office. I want these returns outta here so I can work late tonight without feeling any guilt. Like 8PM or so. I had a charming chat with HR yesterday about how she doesn't know WHY I can't have flextime, because if I did it would make it more attractive to me as a job. Little does she know that the whole 9Am thing - is only ONE of the reasons I wouldn't take the job. BUT, they'd pay me an obscene amount, it would be steady, I'd have health and dental. but I'd lose my freedom, and the challenges public accounting affords me. (I know, challenges don't equate to accounting. Get over it, it's MY life, it challenging for ME! *grins*)

Wasn't I getting moving?

A story

to poke at the sheer amazing number of clueless newbies poking about in the Boston Goth Scene.

Some names are changed to protect the innocent.

I was sitting at MR one Wednesday recently, with a couple of people, B(oy) and G(irl). While we were sitting, intermittently chatting and they, dancing, GlamBoy walked up to me. We chatted, said the "hi's" and "how are yous." Little stuff As I was chatting, Purp walked up. GlamBoy and Purp started chatting between themselves, and, as I couldn't hear them very well, I turned back to G.

G was looking at the two of them, with an odd look in her eyes. I got her attention and said "what's up?"
She gestured towards them and said "heh. Kids."
As in "Look at these silly little kids, pretending to be grown up goths."

I was stunned. She's older than I think, but has only been in the scene here herself since meeting B, about 2 years ago.

I said "Um, that first one, that's GlamBoy. he was here when I got here (which, by my count, was over ten years ago. yes, I've been sitting on that bench every Wednesday for tens years. Don't talk to me about oldschool!) The other boy, is Purp. He's old school NYC punk scene. (Apologies to Purp if he reads this and takes offense at being called Old Skool NYC goff, but, it's true!) They are NOT kids, and they're NOTsome poser just coming in!" She backed off, but the damage, in my mind, is done.

Now, WHY I am telling you this? Because there's a lot of newbies, who are coming into the scene, not reading the "rules" so to speak, and just staying and doing STUPID stuff.

if you're one of these newbies, please take my advice - Sit down, shut up, watch, meet people and LEARN before opening your mouth. You'll be much happier in the long run.

Thank you, drive through. This PSA brought to you by the font Helvetica. That's some funny shit, yo. I kicked Arial's ASS (Although Arial is still my preferred business font *ducks and runs*)

Holy Crap!

I'd been thinking this wedding I'm attending in September is going to be low key and boring, but It sounds better than I thought - the bride just emailed me regarding rooms (We're taking over the whole place, it's just a matter of who wants what kind of room. the wedding party is paying for one night, we just have to handle the other, whcih I think is fair) and she dropped mention of a room for myself and the ONE other single galm with a WHIRLPOOL TUB! *races to phone to book a reservation*

I'm ALL OVER THIS - I'm going to get myself a bottle of Merlot and boil myself in that tub! Ahhhh - now all I need at that point is a massage and I think I'll love their wedding more than THEY will.

OK - Distracted now - back to work, less fluff later, if NetGoth will allow *snicker*

Oh - One more thing about last night

if, by chance,
you are going to purchase, what I KNOW to be at LEAST a $350 corset (I recognize the style and fabric from the place I got mine) for the SAKE of the GAWDS, PLEASE HAVE IT FITTED!
She was a BIG GIRL. With LARGE BREASTS!
And the corset would have made her look fantastic.
BUT
it was TOO BIG. She was flopping all over the place, and it was laced completely closed in the back.
WHY?
I bypassed my corset (although not in my color, which I prefer!) at the Flea for that VERY REASON it just wasn't right. I saved and agonized, but I bought the one made to MY MEASUREMENTS. It Fits as it SHOULD, it's got room to breathe AND tighten. AND It was CHEAPER than the one at the Flea (See, there's a lot of people who buy at the Flea for the sake of buying at the Flea. Guess what? I got a Better corset, cheaper by NOT buying off the rack AND buying directly from the dealer. So Nyah.)

So, little newbie, if you're reading this, have someone cut down your corset. Please trust me, it NEEDS to fit you, it's about a size too big. IN THE CHEST, and I know that's a hard one, since you own HUGE tracts of land, you dig?

it pissed me off the whole night. kinda like "Why would folks be throwing away a perfectly good white boy like that?" You know?