Is GI Jane Making A Comeback?

Y'all would not believe how many people find my site by Googling "women buzz cuts" or some variation there of. And all from this post. And seriosly. I did not shave all my hair off. To those of you thinking of doing that?

No.

Just no.

I know the thought of not having to brush your hair or worry about the cowlicks, curling/flat irons, etc, but think about it. Do you really want to walk around looking like Britney Spears? Desperate with a dash of crazy? No. You don't.

And while we're on the subject, more than a few people have stumbled over here Googling thing such as "my dog ate my diet pills" and "my dog at vitamins". But my personal favorite has to be "my dog's leg is turning purple".

OH MY GOD, DUDE TAKE YOUR DOG TO THE VET!!!

What the hell?!

I know when my dog has big gashes or has swallowed some drugs, the first thing I do is pop open the laptop and hop on over to Google. Maybe have a glass of wine. Chat on the phone. Catch up on my letter writing.

Shwaa?

So this one of for all of you who come here under the pretense of getting some answers about something your dog ate or did. Or if they're swelling, bleeding, limping, loosing their hair, looking at you funny, or farting. CALL YOUR VET. OR BETTER YET, TAKE YOUR DOG TO THE VET. NOW!

Jeezy Creezy!

Next time, we'll cover "can I give my dog fridge and pantry foods"...is that where you keep the DOG FOOD? In that case, yes., "What if my dog ate a squirrel?"...oh do not even get me started on that one. my hand still cramps up when it's cold. Just let him eat the damn squirrel. and "hamster, fuzzy toes". Say what now?

Y'all keep 'em straight up thar! (and yes, long live Johnboy & Billy!!! Woo!)

Meh

Okay. So far, not really impressed with MySpace, but really...did I think I was going to be? Umm...no. I guess I just don't get it. What does it do? What's it for? Other than to promote the new Transformers movie, which I hear enough about at home because Rat is a huge dork. Hee.

I get that it can be used as a dating service of sorts (not that I'd ever date anyone that found me on freakin' MySpace, but hey, that's just me).

And you can like, leave messages for people? Am I correct about that?

Please, someone! Help! What's the point of MySpace?! I'm starting to get why people call it "WhySpace"...cause just really...whyyyyyy???

Anyway.

Enough of that.

I feel like I've been kind of a sucky bloggy person as of late, skipping my Things on the Road Thursdays, and I can't remember the last time I did SPF, not to mention the sporatic posting.

*whispers* my cat is staring at me....for like 5 minutes now...wtf...*/whispers*

So. My point? Umm...Oh yeah! I'll try to do better! :) Like now! See? Doing better! Writing stuff.

I totally dropped a carton of eggs not 20 feet out of the grocery store today. Yeah, that was fun. Surprisingly, only 4 of them were broken though. Oh damn! I was going to make a cake for Rat! I completely forgot until now! Stupid brain. Always on break. I made a doggy cake today (apple cinnamon just in case you were wondering, and don't kid yourself, you totally were) and when Rat got home he looked at it and you could see his brain working things out. First it was "Yay! A cake! And it's just for me!". Then it was "Wait, what are those things in it?". Then "Oh, they're apples." And finally "Dammit, this is for the dog, isn't it?".

I'm looking for a name for that one now too. So...still looking for a name for this cake (and remember, winner gets doggy treats!!!) and now looking for a name for this one too. Didn't take a picture of it though. But again, apple and cinnamon. And it's made in a "bundt" pan (is that right?....I think it's right) so it's round with a hole in the middle and then cut into wedges. Same as the other one.

In other news....This is back.


Yeah. I know.

At least, I thought I knew. Until I got to play my new Spyro. Now...I am in love.

Yes. Yes, you are right. Rat IS the luckiest man alive! How sweet of you to notice.

And now, in closing, just because I love y'all, here is a picture of the shirt I wore today.


And let me go ahead and tell all you postal workers, cashiers, waiters and waitresses, stock boys, and nosey old ladies out there that no, I do not in fact, eat glue. If I did, do you really think I would wear a shirt saying so? NO! No I would not.

Also, do you have any idea how many pictures I had to take to get one that focused on the shirt and not my boobs?

If y'all are lucky, I post one of the shirt I'm thinking of wearing tomorrow. I get a little nervous about wearing that one in public, lest I offend someone. hee.

And Johnboy, y'all have a nice day.

What Really Grinds My Gears*

*Yes, I watched the 4 hour Family Guy marathon on Sunday night. Why do you ask?

So back to what is ticking me off. Telemarketers posing as charities. Apparently, since telemarketers are no longer allowed to use the "unknown number" trick now they're using names like "Boston, MA" and a bunch of city names that I've never heard of and am kind of doubting that they actually are cities. Just a bunch of letters stuck together. And they're all trying to get money for policeman balls (which now that I type it, that looks really bad. HEE!) and fireman cotillions or something equally ridiculous. Not that I wouldn't give money to the cops and firemen. Just not for places 2000 miles away. I would think that these people would have a much better chance of getting people to donate if they called people in THAT state. And then they try to guilt you into it when you say that sorry, but you just can't right now. Then they say something like "How about I put you down for just $10?".

That just pisses me off.

It's bad enough that I'm terrified of the phone, but now when I look at the caller id, I have to think if I know someone in that area because sometimes cell phones come up as a city, state instead of the number or a name.

And you can't report these people to the donotcall people because technically, they're a charity and charities are exempt from that, so apparently they can call you 4 times a day if they feel like it (which one of them actually did to me).

Last year, we made the (apparent) mistake of donating to the breast cancer foundation. This year, I get a call from some guy who sounds like he knows me. He's asking me how I am and what's going on. All sorts of weird questions. This guy kept me on the phone for 20 minutes basically auctioning off this package of stuff he wanted to send me. Finally I just said fine and he said that someone would call later on to confirm and get my info and whatever. Can you guess what happened when they called? Yeah. I just let it ring. Eventually they stopped calling.

I'm absolutely no good with telling people "no". Especially people I don't know. I get flustered and my mind goes blank and I can't think of anything to say.

Also, I did not know this, but apparently when you donate to one charity, they give all your information to their "affiliates", so that's why suddenly there are 7 different charities trying to hit you up for cash. It only took one call to get you on 7 lists, but you can't just tell one to take your name off their list, you have to tell all 7. So irritating!

I always think of great things to say about an hour after I talk to them. And I'm just too chicken to yell at them and tell them to leave me alone. Or hang up on them. And I hate it when they just talk over you and won't let you get a word in edgewise. Do they really think they can wear you down and you'll just give them money?

GAH!

Whew...that's better. I think my blood pressure went back down. I'm sure that was kind of a patchwork rant, but it made me feel better. Oh, and be careful when filling out those entry forms at the mall and some grocery stores. A lot of them have fine print at the bottom that says something to the effect of "by signing this you agree to calls from our affiliates" or something like that.

On a totally unrelated note, does anyone else hate those esurance commercials? Ugh! I just despise those. I really don't know why. They just Grind my Gears! (see? see what I did right there? I brought the title all the way around to include my extra little rant. that's talent, people!)

Dear Residents of NY, NJ, or CT

Turn on your tv to the CW channel, call 1-900-288-7529 or text "play" to 66866 and tell them either "cheeseburger", "soda", or "taco".

You could win either $3777 or $500. And even if the word you choose isn't right, you'll still win $25! C'mon! This is killing me! I'm giving you the answers to the "Play 2 Win" word puzzle. (word snake, whatever)

Being a lowly resident of NC, I'm not eligable to play. Gah!

Do it!

NOW!

**Updated to add: I also just found the word "Nuggets"! Seriously....call them...you'll win money! And then you can split it with me for being so smart and wonderful!

Y'all!!! It's TACO! TACO TACO TACO TACO!!!!!

Wow....never let me loose in Vegas.

CALL THEM

**Updated again....I'm also seeing "Calzone"

Please....y'all....my head is going to implode. Where is everyone from New York and New Jersey and Connecticut?!

Y'all are killin' me. I swear, if I knew anyone in any of those three states I'd be calling them right now and screaming "TACO AND CALZONE! TACO AND CALZONE!"

**Updated just one last time: Well...it's over. To my credit, "Taco and Calzone" was right. BOOYAH! See....should have called!

Can't count on me to have insomnia every night. Or can you?

Long Overdue

This morning was the last straw.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

I had to strike back.

I had to......change my voice mail message.

I used to have the generic "Hi, I'm not here right now. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

Apparently, this was not enough for the wrong numbers. They still didn't know that they'd dialed the wrong number.

The last straw was this morning around 8:30 when I thought I heard Rat's pager go off (which he has to answer, no exceptions). So I kicked him and said his pager (which is actually also his cell phone) went off. So he groggily goes down stairs and a few minutes later comes back upstairs with not his phone, but mine. "Wasn't my phone" he said as he balanced my phone on my head. "Huh?" I said. "No one who knows me would call this early in the morning. Oh God, if it's the damn claims people for that Lynch woman again, I'm gonna scream." (little backstory, as soon as I get my new phone with my new phone number, I start getting these automated calls from claims people for apparently the woman who had my phone number before me. I had to call these people THREE times to tell them that That's not me! Stop calling!!!)

It wasn't the claims people. It was someone who kind of sounded like a personal trainer or something telling "John" that "I think it's gonna work out, but I have an appointment at" whenever "and will give you a call back later." Whaaa? He said other stuff too, I'm sure you're wondering "uhh...and how exactly does that sound like a personal trainer?" He did. Really. Promise.

So here's my new voice mail message:

"Hi. This is [my real name]. If you're calling for anyone else, you have the wrong number. If you actually know me, please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I realize that my phone is beeping. Have a good day!"

Hopefully that will help my percentage of wrong number calls. I'd say they were at about 45% before the new message.

And really. Wrong numbers wouldn't bother me so much if those wrong numbers would not proceed to leaving a loooong message. I had this one (apparently) little old lady who kept calling. She apparently wasn't familiar with voice mail and though that whoever she was calling could hear her while she was leaving the message.

"Hello??? Tamika??? Are you there??? Can you hear me??? TAMIKA?!?!?! *mumble mumble mumble* *puts down phone and forgets to cut it off* *weird sounds*"

it was bound to happen....

Well....my first cold of the season is well underway. I've had a sore throat for a few days and have developed a cough over the past 2. Urgh.

My parents are coming up this weekend to see if my hubby "the computer god" can do anything with my mom's computer. She's been frustrated with it for a while now and I'm afraid we're going to get a call from her saying "Never mind about looking at my laptop. I've just thrown it in the creek." I actually would only be marginally surprised.

I got a phone call from my dad this morning, apparently being stuck in traffic is always a good time for calling me! Hey...I'm not complainin'! It's rare that my dad and I talk for more than 5 minutes on the phone. Neither one of us is much of a phone person. Last night, I called for my mom and she wasn't home and duh, I knew that but totally forgot, but I ended up going on and on about my "French learnin' ". He was actually interested, which somewhat surprised me!

Anyway, back to the point, he said something along the lines of "Tell (the hubby) not to worry about looking at your mama's computer. We're just going to get a new one and stop fussin' with her old one." I've gotta tell ya'....I saw this one comin'. Everytime either one of us (hubby or me) gave advice about speeding her computer up or other improvements, she'd say something like "Don't you think I just need to get a new computer?". hee hee.

Subtle.

I'm pretty sure I've passed on my fear of electronics to my mom. Can you do that? Pass things on backwards? Granted, this laptop (that I got last Christmas) hasn't given me any problems...yet... Pretty much all other electronic things hate me. What? You want an example? Well okay...if you insist. In...let's see....2000, I think, Hubby bought me my very first brand new laptop (for Christmas, nonetheless). I pulled it out of the box and plugged it in to do all the things you need to do to get the software installed and all that....and Y'all....this damn computer SHOCKED ME! Like, with electricity and everything. SHOCKED! ME! And not when I turned it on....just randomly. It was like the laptop was mad at me!

Me: (all excited) Oh, I think I'll check my email on my beloved new computer!

Laptop: You want yer damn email? *SHOCK* Here's yer damn email! *SHOCK*

Me: (jumping) OW! What the hell?!

Hubby: (laughing) What the hell are you doing over there?

Laptop: (evil computer laugh) MUAH HA HA HA HA!!!

(later the next day)

Best Buy Geek Squad Dorks: Uhh...(picking nose)....sorry....we can't duplicate the problem here. (soup nazi voice) NO HELP FOR YOU! Oh, and sorry, we broke this little plastic piece off your laptop, but since it's just superficial, we're not fixing it....or paying to fix it.....and oh yeah, we lost your power supply cord.

Me: (keying the Geek Squad cars)

Me: (eye twitching)

Me: (looking like I styled my hair by sticking my finger into an electrical outlet)

Everyone Else: (not believing me that my computer actually shocks me randomly)

So...yes. Of course I think electronic things are out to get me. But really. They are. Seriously. (looking over my shoulder at my iPod) Don't get any ideas!

So I'm pretty sure my mom is going to end up with a new computer. Hopefully one that won't try and style her hair for her. hee hee

family cookbook catastrophy!

I. am. such. a. dumbass.

I don't know how I did it, but I ended up deleting about 40 recipes from my computer between the last time I worked on the cookbook and 3 days ago. And for most of that time, my computer was unplugged and sitting in a corner all by itself.

The computer gods are angry with me.

*sniff*

I don't wanna type all the recipes in again.

At first I thought it was only about 20 or so, but then I realized that it was more like 40.

FOURTY!

Fourty long recipes that I had to reword, figure out, format, decifer, blah blah blah....GONE. And the backup? Ohhh don't even ask me about my back up. My dumbass saved the wrong dang thing.

Ugg.

Mmmm....Ugg boots....I'm feeling better already.

I am very happy to have my office back though. After almost 2 months of having it in disarray. The funny thing is (not funny haha) that if this were my husband's office (still haven't come up with a good "blogname" for him yet) his office would have been done in 2 weekends TOPS. OOoooooh....but when there's stuff to do in HERE that I can't do (i.e. electrical stuff...I have too much frizz in my hair to begin with) he's all on the couch going "I'll do it tomorrow". Do you KNOW how many times I had to hear that knowing that there was nothing I could do about it? I just said "just wait until we do your office and you ask me to touch up the walls or something." You can be my behind is going to be on the couch all "Ooooh.....tomorroooooooowwwww".

So my office is put back together (with my lovely shiney new floors) and my cat highjacks my chair! But of course, she looks so darn cute, I just can't bring myself to make her get up. Well....that was 2 days ago. And she's not sitting in it now. I am. hehe...

Let's see...must find more things to do so I can put off re-entering recipes..........

stupid computer...

Okay, yeah...

There was more than just a little change...hehe. I decided to go ahead and switch to the beta version of blogger since it was going to happen eventually anyway, no matter how much I resisted change of any kind.

So I spent last night...ALL of last night...putting everything back where it was supposed to be 'cause let me tell you, switching SUCKS. I am pretty much the most computer illiterate person with a computer you will EVER MEET. It took me nearly a month to figure out how to change/add stuff in the HTML code stuff and then they go and change everything around in the beta version.

Now, I'm luckier than most people. I have the entire computer encyclopedia sitting on the other couch. All I have to do is ask him a question. But I can't. No. I just can't. I can't let him know what a computer idiot I am.

Last night, he looked over and saw the frustrated look on my face, or maybe he just read my mind and saw me throwing the computer out the window, or into the creek (Hi Mom!) and of course, he asks "what's wrong?". 15 times I say "nothing" and go back to trying to figure out just what the hell I'm doing. But then I can't keep it in any longer. I don't even remember what I said. Something about what the hell is a widget and move-y blocks of my stuff and possibly something about sparkly bunnies. What knows. All I know is that there was a lot of whining, and some pulling out of hair, and maybe even a little bit of face smooshing.

He actually explained things nicely and calmly (for once...he normally has patience for everyone BUT me) and I was understanding the words, just not in the order that he was putting them.

Anyway.

So after HOURS of reading all the blogger help stuff and clicking "NO" indignantly when asked if "this information was helpful", I realized that "ohhhhh...I don't have to use the html crap on the new version". I think I still have the hand print on my forehead.

Also, no sleep last night. None. Nada. Zip. Zero. I finally gave up around 5:30. I came downstairs and broke my remote. And my shin. Stupid cabinet door. I am not meant to be awake at 5:30 in the morning! I didn't even know my clock HAD a 5:30 AM. Did you know that there is NOTHING on tv at 5:30 in the morning? I do now. If I have to watch one more infomercial on that weird little teeth brightening light thingy, I'm gonna scream. Then I'm going to throw my computer into the tv. Two birds with one stone and all that.

Well now I've finally gone and done it

Nope...nothing bad. I finally bought a digital camera! I can now stop relying on the fuzzy quality of my phone's camera!

Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray!!!

CG told me that when I sold our old tv, I could use that money to buy my digital camera. We had a serveral year old Sony Wega Trinitron 32" flat screen, which we bought new and paid $1000 for. Since that was serveral years ago and it's not HighDef, CG thought that I could get maybe $200 for it. Well....I wasn't having ANY of that! I thought NO WAY!!! We paid SO much for this and have taken extremely good care of it. I'm not taking 1/4 of what we paid! There's nothing wrong with it! So....good ol' craigslist to the rescue!!! To tell you the truth, I've only been to the site twice before I actually posted an ad! I really didn't think I'd get any bites.

Shows how much I know!

Within 20 minutes (actually, about 18) I had already gotten an email asking if the tv was still for sale and when could they come look at it! WOW! Cool!

To sum things up.....within 2 hours, I posted the ad, gotten 5 people who were interested in buying it, sold the tv, and taken the ad down.

I am a Believer in craigslist now!!! They should send me a T-shirt or something and I'd wear it everywhere!

Fast Forward to today....I am not a person who spends money willy nilly. I hem and haw and make my pros and cons lists and get knots in my stomach and then consider not buying anything (which is usually what I end up doing...you should see the jug of change I have in my office! And no pennies in there either...I'm way too organized for that. They have their own jug.).

I looked and looked and looked at the cameras that I could afford and thought about getting a picture printer and then thought about not getting the printer. I finally narrowed it down to one. Then I looked some more and narrowed my list down to three.

Hmpf.

I started reading more reviews and comparing and reading and comparing, etc...

Then I narrowed it down to two.

So I found where it was supposedly on sale. Drove the 30 minutes to get there and found out...from the non-helpful, sleepy, probably doped up, sales associate....or as I like to refer to him "the sales ass" that "uhh...it's not coming up. which one was it again? when I type it in this is all that comes up. I don't know" After about 10 minutes of that, I said (for the 4th time...and yes, I have witnesses) "It's not the same item number"

DUH!!!

So he finds it (immediately) and then stands there for an uncomfortable amount of time while he was "looking" for the box. I happen to glance to my left and VOILA! I pointed at it and said, "Is this it?"

He blinked a few times and then something seemed to register in his head. He picked up the box and we headed to the service desk because there were just too many things going on for him, apparently.

Turns out that the sale was for online purchases only.

Gee.....would have been helpful for them to...uhh....I dunno....MENTION that SOMEWHERE on the website or on the sale card thing?!

So....30 minute drive home.

Another hour on the computer.

I found it at another store, for even less! It wasn't listed with the rest of the cameras because it was a "bundle" (i.e. camera and printer together). For some reason it wasn't listed under "packages" either. Good thing I had the item number.

So....25 minute drive to that store.

Found the camera, but no "bundle". Look around for "sales ass". There's only one. This is odd. Normally when we're at "Store B" there are 20 sales people over by the cameras and camcorders and they're at you like a pack of wolves if you so much as look at the camera rack to avoid walking into it.

I stood there for 20 minutes and couldn't catch anyone's eye. The only girl there was helping a "lady" and her "brood" that she deemed neccessary to haul with her to the electronics store. Gee...nothing there for kids to knock over and break.

I leave and drive 30 minutes home. Traffic has gotten worse.

I look again and find a place where you can buy it online for the sale price and then go pick it up. This kind of sucks because the college kid who bought my tv paid me in cash. I was hoping to be able to just hand it over and get my camera in exchange.

They are making it hard for me to give them my money!

So....I order online....wait for the confirmation email.....and wait......and wait some more.....then finally I get it. Uh oh. I have to print it out. We're out of printer paper. Of course. So I ended up using matte photo paper....hehe..... Don't tell CG.

The guy at the pick up counter thought it was funny that I had to use that paper. That made the trip back to "Store B" a little better. At least I didn't have to drive all the way back to "Store A".

I finally get back home with camera and photo printer in tow!

YAY!!!

My very first electronics purchase!!!! I've never actually had to buy any of it. CG considers electronics "personal" gifts. I got my laptop for Christmas and my iPod mini for my birthday.

I've now read all the instructions, put everything together myself and now am desperately searching for something....ANYTHING to take pictures of!!!!!! The cats won't sit still. CG just glares at the camera and Mr. Puppy would try to eat the camera. No Pupkis on the new camera thankyouverymuch.

Thank goodness for Stuff Portrait Friday!

This post is long enough, but I figured I'd better write something since I hadn't in 3 days!

What's up with that?

Every night, while I'm trying unsuccessfully to go to sleep, I come up with interesting, funny blog posts. I don't mean to do this, my brain does it without my conscent. As Ellen Degenerous would put it, it's my inner child playing with me. Apparently, I should let her out to play more often during the day, and maybe she'd let me sleep at night!

So I think up all these (in my opinion) hilarious blog entries, and when I actually sit down to write one, I can't remember any of them! UGH!

Needless to say, I'm still having a horrible time sleeping. It's rare that I can get to sleep before 3. We have the loudest fish tank filter ever. It's all the way downstairs on the far left side of the house, but when I'm trying to get to sleep, it's all I can hear. It sounds like there is someone downstairs walking around. I have to tell people that stay over with us about it, for fear they'll wake up in the middle of the night and hear ".....clunk.....clunk.....clunk...." and freak out! We had 4 fish (3 Tiger Barbs and 1 sucker fish named Humphrey) and they all survived about 5 years and a move in a cooler when we moved, but then a few months ago, 2 of the Tiger Barbs died within a week or so of each other. But that last one's holding on. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't want Squish to die (yes, I named him Squish....get it? Squish The Fish? Har Har Har!), but I'm soooo ready for that damn filter to go away! Of course, when we do get rid of the filter, the silence is probably going to be even worse! If I wake up and don't hear the filter I'll think "Oh my God...the fish are going to die!" and only after I've totally freaked myself out, I'll realize that "Oh....nevermind...." and then another sleepless night will ensue.

I'm also having a terrible time with uploading pictures. I think Blogger and Flickr both have it in for me. Sorry....no terribly cute pictures of Mr. Kitty* for y'all!!!

So I'll just try this.....click here to try and see the adorable "awwwww" inspiring picture!

excuse my drool

Oh camera....how I pine for thee......

~~drool~~

one day......

*sigh*

Anyone have an opinion of different digital cameras?

(photo courtesy of CompUSA....c'mon guys....drop the price MORE!)

I Want To Scream!

ARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!

No, I'm not becoming a pirate. I'm incredibly P.O.'d at Dish Network!

After waiting all day yesterday for "the call" that they'd have to post pone our so-called 'appointment' that was for today, I was so happy that it never came! What we DID get, however was a CONFIRMATION CALL!!!

Okay, maybe this is where I'm going wrong...I thought that the definition of "CONFIRMATION" was:

a. The act of confirming.
b. Something that confirms; verification

Boy was I wrong!!!

Apparently it means that they just needed to give somebody "busy work" yesterday and gave them a list of people to call and say that our appointment was confirmed!

What. A. Crock!

We got a call this morning at 8AM.....on a Saturday.....AT 8 IN THE MORNING!!! I'm sorry, but I love sleep. I love to sleep late. I feel much better when I do. And the only time I can do this is on the weekend! Oh no....not today though...

Okay, like I said. Our phone rings at 8AM...I do not answer it. Computer Guy had to get out of bed and walk all the way around it to the phone. I thought the phone was ringing in my dream. I hate when that happens. So he picks up the phone and mumbles something. I don't know. I wasn't really listening. Lately we've been getting bombarded by those incredibly annoying survey people..."Oh, this is a short survey. It won't take long." and hour later.....still on the phone!

Back to Dish Net. They've cancelled our appointment.....AGAIN!!! I'm trying to convince CG to find another way to get his beloved channels of junk that we never watch. But alas, we've already had problems with TWC. 2 years after we cut off their service (for the wonderful ol' folks down at Dish Network) they send us a bill! I'm sorry? What?! They have no idea what they're doing either! Jeezey Creezy!

Our appointment is now for the 12th (2 weeks away) between 1AM and 11:30PM.....no, not really, but it may as well be. It's actually for 8-12:30. But really...what's the difference?

So, to recap:

• this is the 4th time they've rescheduled
• we were supposed to have our new reciever a week ago
• we've had confirmation of TWO seperate appointments that they've then cancelled

I've had it up to here *holding hand above head* with these people! What do we have to do to get our new receiver?! Apparently someone is getting them. Is it like at the grocery store when someone will buy all the hotdog buns? Did a delivery guy decide that he wanted them all and ran off with them? How many times could something happen to ALL the receivers? Or are we just the unlucky ones that keep getting bumped? You'd think they'd bump someone different each time....so the logical thing to think is that many people are getting those automated calls. They probably made them a recording so their people would stop getting yelled at for being so stupid.

It's called a network people....look into one!