In the past couple of days I have seen something that bothers me.
People that do not fit in their cars.
I know it sounds like a weird thing, but you should watch the cars that pass you pass on the highway.
One of the people that did not fit was a man in a CTS silver coupe. He was a very large man, his left arm was covering the entire window his head was bent at the neck , like he could not sit up straight. I wondered why would anyone purchase a car that they don't fit in?
Then there was the man in the Tesla. His head was so big I really don't know how he got into the car. Really, I mean it I don't think he could look left or right because there was just not enough room for his big head.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Outage
Almost two weeks ago I had a major internet outage at work. My friends at AT&T informed me that there was a fiber cut in Vallejo.
Vallejo? What does a fiber cut in Vallejo which is about 40 miles away have to do with my internet access?
Well, they could not tell me that.
I called my Service Rep asking to have my ticket escalated to get it fixed.
Sure, let me see what I can find out. I'll call you right back.
An hour later I called him back, still no information.
I'll call you back. You guessed it, no call back. So I called him back, still no information. But call the 800 number after hours to get updates on the status of this problem.
I called every hour being told a different story every time I called. I called until I went to bed. Then I was back at it at 5:00 am to get a status report. And was told another tale. Into work by 7:00 and still no internet.
Called my service rep, no answer. Called his boss and left a message. Called my Account Rep, who said I'll get back to you. The service reps boss called me back to say I'll look into it and call you back. Never heard from her.
The next time I spoke to my service rep, they still had no answer and he was no longer on the case, it had been given to another rep, who had been emailing me about the case.
I said seriously, seriously - she has been emailing me? I have NO FUCKING internet connection, how do you think I am going to get email updates? Really? Does she have a phone number?
So I called her and she was able to get another person on the call that could actually tell me what was going on and that the cut - someplace in Oakland (where by the way, ATT will not send repair crews to after dark) would be fixed in an hour and we should be good.
He was right, in just about and hour I had internet access. A 23 hour internet outage was over.
Needless to say there really was a lot more to this story, like the fact they went someone out to my site to check for internal problems when they told me that the cut was 40 miles away or the fact that it seemed nobody I spoke to at ATT cared.
So you can understand that whey I speak of ATT I always do a spitting thing.
ATT spit to the side. I hate them.
Vallejo? What does a fiber cut in Vallejo which is about 40 miles away have to do with my internet access?
Well, they could not tell me that.
I called my Service Rep asking to have my ticket escalated to get it fixed.
Sure, let me see what I can find out. I'll call you right back.
An hour later I called him back, still no information.
I'll call you back. You guessed it, no call back. So I called him back, still no information. But call the 800 number after hours to get updates on the status of this problem.
I called every hour being told a different story every time I called. I called until I went to bed. Then I was back at it at 5:00 am to get a status report. And was told another tale. Into work by 7:00 and still no internet.
Called my service rep, no answer. Called his boss and left a message. Called my Account Rep, who said I'll get back to you. The service reps boss called me back to say I'll look into it and call you back. Never heard from her.
The next time I spoke to my service rep, they still had no answer and he was no longer on the case, it had been given to another rep, who had been emailing me about the case.
I said seriously, seriously - she has been emailing me? I have NO FUCKING internet connection, how do you think I am going to get email updates? Really? Does she have a phone number?
So I called her and she was able to get another person on the call that could actually tell me what was going on and that the cut - someplace in Oakland (where by the way, ATT will not send repair crews to after dark) would be fixed in an hour and we should be good.
He was right, in just about and hour I had internet access. A 23 hour internet outage was over.
Needless to say there really was a lot more to this story, like the fact they went someone out to my site to check for internal problems when they told me that the cut was 40 miles away or the fact that it seemed nobody I spoke to at ATT cared.
So you can understand that whey I speak of ATT I always do a spitting thing.
ATT spit to the side. I hate them.
Let's get ready to blog.
I have been informed that I have not blogged in a while. I started wondering why. At first I thought that it was because I really didn't have anything nice to say. But then I realized that my blog is not about nice or not, my blog is about .
My blog is my take on the world, it is not nice or not not nice.
So I am going to just keep blogging in my own special way.
Happy Reading!
My blog is my take on the world, it is not nice or not not nice.
So I am going to just keep blogging in my own special way.
Happy Reading!
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
WWJD?
Wow, just another example of fine Christian values!
Carie Charlesworth has been a teacher at Holy Trinity School in San Diego for the past 14 years. She is also a victim of domestic violence.
Her ex-husband is currently in jail following a January altercation with her. The police were called and he was hauled away. He was let out the next day and showed up at her place of employment.
Carie had gone to her superiors to let them know that her ex-husband might show up and cause a problem. So when he did they were prepared. The school went on lock down, the police were called again and the ex-husband was again taken to jail.
And Carie? She and her four children (they are students at this wonderful school) were sent home on indefinite leave from which they have not been allowed to return from. And the latest blow, Holy Trinity has fired Carie. Why? Because her husband is an asshole.
I really do understand the fact that parents and the school are concerned for all the other students. But what about Carie and her family? How is she supposed to feed and house those kids. Well I guess that is not the Christian community of The Holy Trinity's problem.
It just amazes me. Christian? Really? Christ preached taking care of people, not kicking them to the curb when things got difficult.
And to answer my question WWJD? I sure don't think he'd kick Carie to the curb along with her children to fend for themselves. He would take her in and comfort her and protect her from he ex-husband.
Shame on you Holy Trinity School and every parent there that allowed this to happen.
Carie Charlesworth has been a teacher at Holy Trinity School in San Diego for the past 14 years. She is also a victim of domestic violence.
Her ex-husband is currently in jail following a January altercation with her. The police were called and he was hauled away. He was let out the next day and showed up at her place of employment.
Carie had gone to her superiors to let them know that her ex-husband might show up and cause a problem. So when he did they were prepared. The school went on lock down, the police were called again and the ex-husband was again taken to jail.
And Carie? She and her four children (they are students at this wonderful school) were sent home on indefinite leave from which they have not been allowed to return from. And the latest blow, Holy Trinity has fired Carie. Why? Because her husband is an asshole.
I really do understand the fact that parents and the school are concerned for all the other students. But what about Carie and her family? How is she supposed to feed and house those kids. Well I guess that is not the Christian community of The Holy Trinity's problem.
It just amazes me. Christian? Really? Christ preached taking care of people, not kicking them to the curb when things got difficult.
And to answer my question WWJD? I sure don't think he'd kick Carie to the curb along with her children to fend for themselves. He would take her in and comfort her and protect her from he ex-husband.
Shame on you Holy Trinity School and every parent there that allowed this to happen.
Friday, May 31, 2013
California nights
It is almost nine o'clock on Friday night.
My beloved cooked us dinner, grilled veggies & fish and some forbidden black rice.
Now we are sitting outside on the first truly warm night of the season.
Lovely
My beloved cooked us dinner, grilled veggies & fish and some forbidden black rice.
Now we are sitting outside on the first truly warm night of the season.
Lovely
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Oh dear a deer
A hiking trail almost anywhere early in the morning is a beautiful place. Quiet, reflective and sometimes stunning.
This past Sunday I hit a trail at about 8:00 in the morning and it was so tranquil. When you are the only one on trail and quiet you see lots of things.
This hike was full of bunnies - they were everywhere hopping from one side of the trail to the other. Stopping to take a quick peek at me and then jumping into the underbrush.
I glanced to my left at some point and this is what I saw:
I thought to myself - this is what a quiet hiker experiences.
Then on my way back down the path the bikers had arrived. The loud, rude, don't know trail ettiquette fucking bikers. They talk so loud I am sure every deer within 10 miles was running from them.
So to my many readers that may ride a bike on a trail once in a while - shut up except when you are screaming down the hill in back of me, call out to let me know you are coming.
This past Sunday I hit a trail at about 8:00 in the morning and it was so tranquil. When you are the only one on trail and quiet you see lots of things.
This hike was full of bunnies - they were everywhere hopping from one side of the trail to the other. Stopping to take a quick peek at me and then jumping into the underbrush.
I glanced to my left at some point and this is what I saw:
I thought to myself - this is what a quiet hiker experiences.
Then on my way back down the path the bikers had arrived. The loud, rude, don't know trail ettiquette fucking bikers. They talk so loud I am sure every deer within 10 miles was running from them.
So to my many readers that may ride a bike on a trail once in a while - shut up except when you are screaming down the hill in back of me, call out to let me know you are coming.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Gas please
I was talking to a friend of mine on the phone on the way home from work. We were both driving. I was doing 10 miles and hour and she was doing 75. Just love my commute.
She started to laugh and said you are not going to believe what I just passed.
A blond was standing next to her car on the two lane road with a cardboard sign that said GAS.
So Bead Girl says what an idiot. Can you believe it?
I said, think about this. She has a sign already made. I would say this was not the first time she had had to use it.
Hmm..
She started to laugh and said you are not going to believe what I just passed.
A blond was standing next to her car on the two lane road with a cardboard sign that said GAS.
So Bead Girl says what an idiot. Can you believe it?
I said, think about this. She has a sign already made. I would say this was not the first time she had had to use it.
Hmm..
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