For some reason, my "due any day" self decided to go with the ILs for a sleigh ride. It was all the ILs, my children, husband and I. What was supposed to only take about an hour, actually took close to 4.5 hours of JUST waiting in the freezing cold. Yes, we stubbornly waited in line for 4.5 hours for a sleigh ride in 10 degree weather. At least it wasn't snowing, right?
Worst part about the sleigh ride: We ALL have bronchitis now, and it wasn't even a real sleigh ride. It was a cart driven by some horses and they took us around in a circle to stare at some elk. So not only did we all get sick, it wasn't a sleigh ride, AND we were stuck with that one asshole who has to ask the world's dumbest questions to make the ride take longer. Yes, we've all encountered that one dickhead. "Where does the money from my tickets go??" Well, that is something you could have asked while buying the tickets! Why are you making this take longer?! It got to the point that the man doing the ride just started ignoring him.
The worst part about waiting in line: it was the bad parenting and assault. Mind you, this entire time I'm avoiding the people in front of us because they kept hitting me with their jacket. Apparently someone forgot their jacket, and they had to keep switching the jacket in between people. After the second hit with the zipper, I started standing about a foot back to avoid getting hit by it.
So, there we are...almost done with the wait from hell, and this "mother" that is on the opposite side of the fence decided it would be a FANTASTIC idea to let her 5 children climb the top of the dividing fence. This is one of those old wooden fences, that was really rickety and was really dangerous to be climbing. Meaning, those kids were going to fall or get hurt no matter what. It was patently obvious, so I once again made sure to be about a foot away from the people in front of us and a foot away from the fence. I obviously didn't stand far enough away, as this idiot kid decided to try to stand straight up on the top of the fence, and completely falls on me.
Then it happens...kid falls right on top of me, and kicks me in my hip while going down. For anyone that has been diagnosed with SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction/Pelvic Girdle Pain), they know exactly HOW painful this really is. It was still painful even afterwards, while on my hydrocone (I had taken 5 pills that day just in case). I can barely walk even while on that massive medication. I have been seeing a physical therapist for weeks, and I have been told that my left hip is dislocated permanently (for now hopefully) by over 4 inches. That's actually quite a bit.
So, he lands on me and the mom's natural instinct is "Oh my god baybbbeeee are you okay???" Kid is obviously fine, since he landed on squishy me. So my response is: "Oh my god that hurt, he kicked me in the hip!" She says, "It was just an accident". Bitch that doesn't excuse shit. There were plenty of older people there with CANES, what would you have said if he landed on one of them? Just because I'm wearing a big fluffy jacket, and look 100% healthy, doesn't EXCUSE what just happened.
So, I'm like "Well, don't worry, I'm just standing here pregnant. I totally deserved it." She turns to her little snot, and is like "Would you like to apologize to the woman?" Firstly: I'm not a woman, I'm a LADY. Secondly, since when is it up to the CHILD to apologize when they do something wrong? The kid obviously says no, and I don't even get an apology.
If that were one of my children, I'd make them apologize myself (I wouldn't of even questioned if the kid wanted to or not!) and I would apologize too. It was bad and lack of parenting that caused this situation. No wonder kids these days are such little snots. They get CHOICES when they do something wrong and their parents are missing common sense! You do something wrong to someone else - you apologize and make it better. As a parent, you do NOT give the child a choice after LANDING on someone!
She obviously diminished what had happened due to how I look healthy and young. If this little shit had landed on one of the older people, she'd have been apologizing out her ass. Yet, she didn't with me. Fantastic parenting!
So, last night, my entire hip wouldn't move or relocate back into place. When I woke up, I was still getting the pulsing pain down my entire left leg. That is WITH my pain medication. But, it was just an accident right? I should let it go, right? Right.
PS. Hip pain + bronchitis = bad. No more sleigh rides.
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Bottle Feeding
I have two children, ages 5 and 7, and another one due in January. I have formula fed ALL of my children from day one. I could come up with a multitude of reasons for you, but it's really no one's business. My entire family was formula fed, as well (brother, sister, nieces, etc). I have given birth in military hospitals twice, and even this current civilian hospital is not any better at their breastfeeding stances (nor is their OBGYN office!).
Even when I was admitted recently for severe SPD, panic attack, dehydration, AND my hips being dislocated by 4 inches (long story)...a LC decided to try to convince me (perfect time to harass a pregnant woman right? right when she's in the worst pain of her life) that I needed yet ANOTHER parenting class because...god forbid, I do NOT EVER want to breast feed. I actually had to kick the woman out of my hospital room.
It is a sad day when you have to constantly remove people from your hospital room. I believe the last time I was hospitalized, I had to have 5 LCs removed. I was the only one in the L&D ward that was actively NOT going to even attempt to breastfeed. The insane part is that each one thought they could strong arm me (in their own way) into changing my mind. It's not going to happen, and you're only making it worse for your case!
I will NEVER EVER consider breastfeeding. I have left STRICT instructions NOT to let an LC or anyone who wanted to "guilt" me into BFing anywhere near my child or I. My husband already knows the drill by now, and he has been lectured not to let any of those "types" around me or face the wrath that is me.
I have dealt with the mean LCs, in both the current hospital and the two different military hospitals. I have NEVER met a nice one (I guess I have bad luck?). I have had them attempt to physically coerce me into BFing, while highly doped up on medication after delivery (not a good thing to do to someone like me). My husband had to physically remove one of the LCs off of me, as I couldn't even attempt to get her off.
I have had them FORCE me AND my husband to take parenting classes (military hospital #1), because according to them we couldn't check out of the hospital until I was "fully informed" about breast being best. Nice, right? That was a good long 3 hours of my life sitting in a wheelchair with no pain medication and an episiotomy - sp? (3rd degree tear). I'm fairly certain sitting through that 3 hours was worse then the actual labor. I just wanted to go home, not hear about how I'm a terrible parent for not breastfeeding!
I have had them FORCE me to attend a breastfeeding class (military hospital #2), before being discharged. Once again, I was the only one NOT breastfeeding there. This time the class only took an hour. However, I was forced to endure the looks when asked why I wasn't going to breastfeed. Because...I don't want to?
I am fairly certain I know more about breastfeeding and bottle feeding then the average person, and probably even more then the women who keep attempting to sway me to breastfeeding. I always choose the higher route. I don't argue. I tell them bottle feeding ONLY. I ignore anything they say after that. If they continue, I have them removed from my care team.
For their attitudes alone, even if I had a glimmer of "oh, I might try it this time"...I am now even more solid in my decision. I will never change my stance on bottle feeding my children.
PS. I have many more stories about the LCs, nurses, doctors, friends, etc...all trying to force me to change my mind. They are never ever subtle about it either. I even had a friend of 12 years stop being my friend because she found out both of my kids were bottle fed (oh no! the horror! /gasp) and I won't be even attempting to breastfeed the newest little one.
Even when I was admitted recently for severe SPD, panic attack, dehydration, AND my hips being dislocated by 4 inches (long story)...a LC decided to try to convince me (perfect time to harass a pregnant woman right? right when she's in the worst pain of her life) that I needed yet ANOTHER parenting class because...god forbid, I do NOT EVER want to breast feed. I actually had to kick the woman out of my hospital room.
It is a sad day when you have to constantly remove people from your hospital room. I believe the last time I was hospitalized, I had to have 5 LCs removed. I was the only one in the L&D ward that was actively NOT going to even attempt to breastfeed. The insane part is that each one thought they could strong arm me (in their own way) into changing my mind. It's not going to happen, and you're only making it worse for your case!
I will NEVER EVER consider breastfeeding. I have left STRICT instructions NOT to let an LC or anyone who wanted to "guilt" me into BFing anywhere near my child or I. My husband already knows the drill by now, and he has been lectured not to let any of those "types" around me or face the wrath that is me.
I have dealt with the mean LCs, in both the current hospital and the two different military hospitals. I have NEVER met a nice one (I guess I have bad luck?). I have had them attempt to physically coerce me into BFing, while highly doped up on medication after delivery (not a good thing to do to someone like me). My husband had to physically remove one of the LCs off of me, as I couldn't even attempt to get her off.
I have had them FORCE me AND my husband to take parenting classes (military hospital #1), because according to them we couldn't check out of the hospital until I was "fully informed" about breast being best. Nice, right? That was a good long 3 hours of my life sitting in a wheelchair with no pain medication and an episiotomy - sp? (3rd degree tear). I'm fairly certain sitting through that 3 hours was worse then the actual labor. I just wanted to go home, not hear about how I'm a terrible parent for not breastfeeding!
I have had them FORCE me to attend a breastfeeding class (military hospital #2), before being discharged. Once again, I was the only one NOT breastfeeding there. This time the class only took an hour. However, I was forced to endure the looks when asked why I wasn't going to breastfeed. Because...I don't want to?
I am fairly certain I know more about breastfeeding and bottle feeding then the average person, and probably even more then the women who keep attempting to sway me to breastfeeding. I always choose the higher route. I don't argue. I tell them bottle feeding ONLY. I ignore anything they say after that. If they continue, I have them removed from my care team.
For their attitudes alone, even if I had a glimmer of "oh, I might try it this time"...I am now even more solid in my decision. I will never change my stance on bottle feeding my children.
PS. I have many more stories about the LCs, nurses, doctors, friends, etc...all trying to force me to change my mind. They are never ever subtle about it either. I even had a friend of 12 years stop being my friend because she found out both of my kids were bottle fed (oh no! the horror! /gasp) and I won't be even attempting to breastfeed the newest little one.
Friday, December 13, 2013
Intermountain Budge Clinic OBGYN
I have a direct personality usually (but am very polite and reserved in public), but my doctor gets me and is VERY nice to me (we even have little side conversations sometimes about random things). I usually don't put up with garbage from anyone for too long, but for some reason, I have avoided directly confronting this woman. It has gotten to the point that SOMETHING/ANYTHING needs to be done now.
Before I get into my story, I have considered swapping doctors but this doctor is just SO amazing (and understanding) that I can't bring myself to do it. It is a small town, and my doctor will be delivering my third child. Being a military spouse, having a constant doctor that accepts Tricare is like a godsend...especially a doctor that finally takes the time to find a PERFECT solution to a problem that has plagued me for over 10 years. She went completely out of her way to provide me with specialized treatment, while other military doctors told me I was insane.
I have a chronic problem that requires alcohol nerve ending killer treatment every 2 months. I am now currently pregnant (and due any day, phew), thus the original treatment has stopped and I am being treated like a "normal pregnancy". I have also developed Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction and my hips are actually out of alignment by 3-4 inches. I am currently taking loretabs and seeing a physical therapist (who is amazing!). I went from having a normal pregnancy, to overnight (Halloween night to be exact) not being able to walk at all. It is excruciating pain if I attempt to walk. Thus far, we can keep my hips in alignment for an hour tops before they "pop" back out of place...but that one hour...is a godsend. (I am also at high risk of having my entire uterus falling out, and/or having hip replacement surgery AFTER the baby is born due to this condition. I was informed that if I had been 5-6 inches out of alignment, that I would immediately be scheduled for c-section and surgery if no improvement in a week.)
I have been seeing the same OBGYN for over 3 years now, and have had CONSTANT problems with one of the receptionists there. I have had zero issues with the OTHER receptionists, but she refuses to let them check me in. If I asked to be checked in by another receptionist, they are busy according to her.
Okay, so onto the receptionist. Keep in mind these instances are almost always done in front of other patients, using "hospital policy" as an excuse (most of which are NOT hospital policy), talking down to me, and in a very LOUD tone. Sometimes it can be downright embarrassing to be treated like trash in front of my two kids and random strangers. I would also like to note that the ONLY comments I have EVER made to this woman are my DOB, my name, "everything is up to date", "I will discuss that with my doctor", or "I understand it's hospital policy". For some reason, I just didn't have it in me to actually tell this woman off or be rude to her. I figured for a long while that my doctor is so amazing, that if I just get through the receptionist...it will all be okay.
It started out with smallish problems such as: constantly trying to do a poll on my medical history, which is in my file and frankly NONE of her business. Most of these occurrences happen in front of OTHER patients or her fellow coworkers. She is NEVER nice about asking either, and she gets REALLY specific while asking. After I got tired of telling her over and over again, I started using the phrase I would "discuss it with my doctor when I see her"...she stopped asking me after 4 appointments.
In the beginning, she would also do things like scheduling my appointments for two years in advance instead of during that year. For example: June 24, 2013 appointment would show up in their system for June 24, 2015. Sometimes, she didn't even schedule the appointments at all and I'd show up to confused looks as to why I was there without an appointment (even though I had a card saying when the appointment was??). I've also received phone calls from her regarding medical testing that I NEVER had done. One time she told me that I had an STD (in a very snotty/uppity voice), when 1) I didn't have one, and 2) I was never tested for one. That information about the STD was paraded in front of 3 other receptionists, 2 patients, and my husband.
From there it went onto a "racial" survey every time I signed in for appointments. No matter how many appointments I had, for well over a year, she asked me every time what race I was. I'm white. I tell her every time. She almost always launched into a tirade about hospital policy, and every question was generally the same (with very SLIGHT variations). It was about 15-20 questions, and ALL of my answers were "I'm Caucasian". Every. Single. Time. Yet, I still put up with it...because hey, she's just doing her job right??
Then it was the random paper filling out. Same paper every 2 months, same questions. If I refused to fill it out, she'd claim hospital policy was to "update" records every year. Yet, every 2 months, I was being required to fill out the same paperwork over and over again. I wised up, and made a photocopy of the paperwork. I filled out enough to last a year's worth of appointments, and brought it with me. That stopped her from handing them to me and making a big stink over it.
I guess because I HAD wised up, she decided then to start attacking my insurance card. That also needs to be updated once a year, I know. So, from then on, I had to have her photocopy my insurance card at every appointment - all the while she is lecturing me on hospital policy and her attempting to "shame" me in public came out in full force. No, she wouldn't accept my own photocopies as supposed hospital policy was SHE needed to be the one to make the copy, not me. She also made a HUGE effort to scream loudly (every time) that I had better of brought my copay. Mind you, I have Tricare, there is ZERO copay and she knows it. So why mention the copay if 1) she doesn't even handle the billing and 2) she can SEE I don't have a copay nor EVER had one?? I also don't ever have a physical bill, due to my amazing health coverage.
By the 2.5-3 yr mark, I was aware of her passive aggressive tactics and her attempts at "shaming me" in public (this is what I see it as). I knew she was not really doing her job, and was just harassing only me, as she wouldn't do this with OTHER people - from what I have seen. I also realized that after years of trying for a 3rd child, that we were FINALLY pregnant again. (Yay!) So, that starts in with even MORE appointments. (Gah!) My entire 9 months of MANY appointments, has been made even worse by this woman!!!
This year, it seems her tactic is "updating my personal information in her system" every single f*cking time I go in there. This is technically a REAL hospital policy, They do not have an exact number on how often it needs to be updated for the hospital, just that it "should" be done. I make sure EVERY time to cover my butt before she starts spouting out my personal information (SSN, DOB, Address, etc) that EVERYTHING is up to date, this is always my first and ONLY comment to her after giving her my name, time of appointment, which doctor, and my dob. You'd think that would nip her screaming out my information, but it doesn't. She does her usual "it's hospital policy" tirade and screams my information out loud for anyone to hear, knowing full well I tell/told her it's ALL THE SAME! (Side note: it's required in this state via Tricare that if any changes are made to my personal records to be updated within a month's time or be removed from Tricare. So I keep EVERYTHING up to date) I have tried to nip her screaming out my information by telling her immediately upon check-in that it is completely up to date, but that NEVER stops her. She just gets angrier and louder.
I just had yet another appointment yesterday, and not only did she do the "updating personal information"/"hospital policy" tirade, but she upped her anty. This time she sent in a little slip of paper WITH my doctor. Usually, once I'm past the receptionist, it's smooth sailing from there and I put it all behind me. Those little doctor's rooms are like a savior after dealing with her. The receptionist told the doctor that I "had requested check-in procedure information". I am not kidding you. Not only did I get lectured, yelled at, personal information spilled to anyone with a pen...but she also passive aggressively gave that paper to the doctor with false information. I am ashamed to admit that I did have a mini-flip out and informed the doctor of what all was going on, and how I NEVER requested that information (as I have spoken to the hospital/obgyn administration and KNOW their policies). I was/am furious that she would take such underhanded steps to continue to attack me, even when I'm AWAY from her!
At first my doctor agreed with her, and said I was the only person who had an issue with her (not true, the net says otherwise). However, after I calmed down a little, the doctor said, "Well, once you say it's all up to date...that should be the end of it." No crap. So, the doctor is on my side, I think. The appointment finished as usual and I set up another one 3 weeks from now, since it's the holidays. I probably won't make it that long before the birth, so here's hoping. However, I WILL have to go back on my normal routine of treatment every 2 months AFTER that.
To top it all off: My prescription that SHE is supposed to call in to the pharmacist, was NEVER called in. The doctor and I discussed at length my prescription, and she even wrote it down like she always does. So, three hours later at the pharmacy...it's nowhere to be found, and the receptionist isn't answering the phone. They still had an hour before closing, and after repeated attempts from myself, husband, AND MIL...still no answer. I've been in pain ALL night (as I stupidly WALKED into my appointment earlier that day) and I'm FURIOUS!
I am officially unsure of what to do at this point now. I am SO close to just decking her! (Though this might be the hormones talking..) My husband has been trying to get me to file an official complaint with someone, but I'm not sure who to do that with AND it's even MORE drama I don't need right now.
I was thinking maybe just checking in quickly, and walking away as she screams my information to herself. Or having my husband check me in himself. Either way might work, right? It beats just telling her she's a rude b*tch. Either way, she's rude and mean to me...I'm at the end of my rope with her now.
Update:
After waiting on hold for 20 minutes to horrible Christmas music, I was blind transferred to just a ringing telephone. After letting it ring for another 5 minutes, I hung up and dialed again. I was then straight up hung up on after being on hold for 3 minutes. Third time is the charm, because according to the receptionist: they never put in the order!!! It should be in now.
Before I get into my story, I have considered swapping doctors but this doctor is just SO amazing (and understanding) that I can't bring myself to do it. It is a small town, and my doctor will be delivering my third child. Being a military spouse, having a constant doctor that accepts Tricare is like a godsend...especially a doctor that finally takes the time to find a PERFECT solution to a problem that has plagued me for over 10 years. She went completely out of her way to provide me with specialized treatment, while other military doctors told me I was insane.
I have a chronic problem that requires alcohol nerve ending killer treatment every 2 months. I am now currently pregnant (and due any day, phew), thus the original treatment has stopped and I am being treated like a "normal pregnancy". I have also developed Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction and my hips are actually out of alignment by 3-4 inches. I am currently taking loretabs and seeing a physical therapist (who is amazing!). I went from having a normal pregnancy, to overnight (Halloween night to be exact) not being able to walk at all. It is excruciating pain if I attempt to walk. Thus far, we can keep my hips in alignment for an hour tops before they "pop" back out of place...but that one hour...is a godsend. (I am also at high risk of having my entire uterus falling out, and/or having hip replacement surgery AFTER the baby is born due to this condition. I was informed that if I had been 5-6 inches out of alignment, that I would immediately be scheduled for c-section and surgery if no improvement in a week.)
I have been seeing the same OBGYN for over 3 years now, and have had CONSTANT problems with one of the receptionists there. I have had zero issues with the OTHER receptionists, but she refuses to let them check me in. If I asked to be checked in by another receptionist, they are busy according to her.
Okay, so onto the receptionist. Keep in mind these instances are almost always done in front of other patients, using "hospital policy" as an excuse (most of which are NOT hospital policy), talking down to me, and in a very LOUD tone. Sometimes it can be downright embarrassing to be treated like trash in front of my two kids and random strangers. I would also like to note that the ONLY comments I have EVER made to this woman are my DOB, my name, "everything is up to date", "I will discuss that with my doctor", or "I understand it's hospital policy". For some reason, I just didn't have it in me to actually tell this woman off or be rude to her. I figured for a long while that my doctor is so amazing, that if I just get through the receptionist...it will all be okay.
It started out with smallish problems such as: constantly trying to do a poll on my medical history, which is in my file and frankly NONE of her business. Most of these occurrences happen in front of OTHER patients or her fellow coworkers. She is NEVER nice about asking either, and she gets REALLY specific while asking. After I got tired of telling her over and over again, I started using the phrase I would "discuss it with my doctor when I see her"...she stopped asking me after 4 appointments.
In the beginning, she would also do things like scheduling my appointments for two years in advance instead of during that year. For example: June 24, 2013 appointment would show up in their system for June 24, 2015. Sometimes, she didn't even schedule the appointments at all and I'd show up to confused looks as to why I was there without an appointment (even though I had a card saying when the appointment was??). I've also received phone calls from her regarding medical testing that I NEVER had done. One time she told me that I had an STD (in a very snotty/uppity voice), when 1) I didn't have one, and 2) I was never tested for one. That information about the STD was paraded in front of 3 other receptionists, 2 patients, and my husband.
From there it went onto a "racial" survey every time I signed in for appointments. No matter how many appointments I had, for well over a year, she asked me every time what race I was. I'm white. I tell her every time. She almost always launched into a tirade about hospital policy, and every question was generally the same (with very SLIGHT variations). It was about 15-20 questions, and ALL of my answers were "I'm Caucasian". Every. Single. Time. Yet, I still put up with it...because hey, she's just doing her job right??
Then it was the random paper filling out. Same paper every 2 months, same questions. If I refused to fill it out, she'd claim hospital policy was to "update" records every year. Yet, every 2 months, I was being required to fill out the same paperwork over and over again. I wised up, and made a photocopy of the paperwork. I filled out enough to last a year's worth of appointments, and brought it with me. That stopped her from handing them to me and making a big stink over it.
I guess because I HAD wised up, she decided then to start attacking my insurance card. That also needs to be updated once a year, I know. So, from then on, I had to have her photocopy my insurance card at every appointment - all the while she is lecturing me on hospital policy and her attempting to "shame" me in public came out in full force. No, she wouldn't accept my own photocopies as supposed hospital policy was SHE needed to be the one to make the copy, not me. She also made a HUGE effort to scream loudly (every time) that I had better of brought my copay. Mind you, I have Tricare, there is ZERO copay and she knows it. So why mention the copay if 1) she doesn't even handle the billing and 2) she can SEE I don't have a copay nor EVER had one?? I also don't ever have a physical bill, due to my amazing health coverage.
By the 2.5-3 yr mark, I was aware of her passive aggressive tactics and her attempts at "shaming me" in public (this is what I see it as). I knew she was not really doing her job, and was just harassing only me, as she wouldn't do this with OTHER people - from what I have seen. I also realized that after years of trying for a 3rd child, that we were FINALLY pregnant again. (Yay!) So, that starts in with even MORE appointments. (Gah!) My entire 9 months of MANY appointments, has been made even worse by this woman!!!
This year, it seems her tactic is "updating my personal information in her system" every single f*cking time I go in there. This is technically a REAL hospital policy, They do not have an exact number on how often it needs to be updated for the hospital, just that it "should" be done. I make sure EVERY time to cover my butt before she starts spouting out my personal information (SSN, DOB, Address, etc) that EVERYTHING is up to date, this is always my first and ONLY comment to her after giving her my name, time of appointment, which doctor, and my dob. You'd think that would nip her screaming out my information, but it doesn't. She does her usual "it's hospital policy" tirade and screams my information out loud for anyone to hear, knowing full well I tell/told her it's ALL THE SAME! (Side note: it's required in this state via Tricare that if any changes are made to my personal records to be updated within a month's time or be removed from Tricare. So I keep EVERYTHING up to date) I have tried to nip her screaming out my information by telling her immediately upon check-in that it is completely up to date, but that NEVER stops her. She just gets angrier and louder.
I just had yet another appointment yesterday, and not only did she do the "updating personal information"/"hospital policy" tirade, but she upped her anty. This time she sent in a little slip of paper WITH my doctor. Usually, once I'm past the receptionist, it's smooth sailing from there and I put it all behind me. Those little doctor's rooms are like a savior after dealing with her. The receptionist told the doctor that I "had requested check-in procedure information". I am not kidding you. Not only did I get lectured, yelled at, personal information spilled to anyone with a pen...but she also passive aggressively gave that paper to the doctor with false information. I am ashamed to admit that I did have a mini-flip out and informed the doctor of what all was going on, and how I NEVER requested that information (as I have spoken to the hospital/obgyn administration and KNOW their policies). I was/am furious that she would take such underhanded steps to continue to attack me, even when I'm AWAY from her!
At first my doctor agreed with her, and said I was the only person who had an issue with her (not true, the net says otherwise). However, after I calmed down a little, the doctor said, "Well, once you say it's all up to date...that should be the end of it." No crap. So, the doctor is on my side, I think. The appointment finished as usual and I set up another one 3 weeks from now, since it's the holidays. I probably won't make it that long before the birth, so here's hoping. However, I WILL have to go back on my normal routine of treatment every 2 months AFTER that.
To top it all off: My prescription that SHE is supposed to call in to the pharmacist, was NEVER called in. The doctor and I discussed at length my prescription, and she even wrote it down like she always does. So, three hours later at the pharmacy...it's nowhere to be found, and the receptionist isn't answering the phone. They still had an hour before closing, and after repeated attempts from myself, husband, AND MIL...still no answer. I've been in pain ALL night (as I stupidly WALKED into my appointment earlier that day) and I'm FURIOUS!
I am officially unsure of what to do at this point now. I am SO close to just decking her! (Though this might be the hormones talking..) My husband has been trying to get me to file an official complaint with someone, but I'm not sure who to do that with AND it's even MORE drama I don't need right now.
I was thinking maybe just checking in quickly, and walking away as she screams my information to herself. Or having my husband check me in himself. Either way might work, right? It beats just telling her she's a rude b*tch. Either way, she's rude and mean to me...I'm at the end of my rope with her now.
Update:
After waiting on hold for 20 minutes to horrible Christmas music, I was blind transferred to just a ringing telephone. After letting it ring for another 5 minutes, I hung up and dialed again. I was then straight up hung up on after being on hold for 3 minutes. Third time is the charm, because according to the receptionist: they never put in the order!!! It should be in now.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Toni Christina Jenkins
http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2013/10/tennessee-man-denies-writing-n-word-on-red-lobster-receipt/
Ugh. She was definitely doing this for attention. I've seen her facebook page. She has a young child, multiple posts about how "dire" her own health is recently, new tattoo, etc - and it's all completely public. Granted, some people forget to put their facebook to private...but there is a LOT of personal shit on there open for ALL to see. She also linked and provided a photo of her accepting the $10k check and asked people to "spread the word". She's in it for the attention/money. (She even wrote that everyone she knows is getting knocked up lately. Not exactly pillars of society.)
As per the couple: I do not tip when I am doing a To Go order. All you did was put the food in a box, like any McDonald's worker. You get tipped for your shining personality, making sure I have everything I need to enjoy my meal (refilling glasses, napkins, doing the dishes), and for your service. Since I am not eating in the actual restaurant, and taking care of my own needs most likely at my own home (which means I'm basically my own server)...you don't get tipped. It's not like you are delivering a pizza to my home and wasting gas on me. You are walking 5 feet to the kitchen and putting my shit in a box. Not. That. Hard. (I am a 20% tipper when dining in a restaurant, IF they are a good server. If they are gossiping in a corner with their coworkers the entire time instead of serving me, they get maybe 10% and a complaint to management) I also write NONE in the tip line if I pay with a debit card, too easy to try to STEAL money from me if your service is garbage.
I am happy that a handwriting analysis was concluded, and I am REALLY happy that he is suing. She should never have posted his personal information on the internet, nor should she have omitted details of what really happened. (She didn't mention originally that it was To Go, etc) This should not of been a big deal, except for the fact that *someone* wrote a slur on there.
Even if they completely ignored her attempting to wait on them, that's her JOB. You are a waitress, the couple was 1) busy trying to figure out if they had to leave or not, 2) trying to figure out what they were going to order or 3) in their own world completely ignoring her. Also, I don't think it's a crime that they didn't want dessert. She seemed to make a big deal out of the dessert aspect. This couple can completely treat her like dirt, and unless management removes them from the restaurant...it's her JOB to deal with it. (I mean really, how long did she have to put up with their supposedly nasty attitudes when they eventually ordered it To Go? Not long at all, I'd imagine.)
Also, she kept her job and was suspended WITH pay. She wasn't punished at all. She was "warned", but not punished. Her suspension was a mini-vacation.
Personally, I am waiting for HER handwriting to be checked out. I don't buy her story one bit.
Ugh. She was definitely doing this for attention. I've seen her facebook page. She has a young child, multiple posts about how "dire" her own health is recently, new tattoo, etc - and it's all completely public. Granted, some people forget to put their facebook to private...but there is a LOT of personal shit on there open for ALL to see. She also linked and provided a photo of her accepting the $10k check and asked people to "spread the word". She's in it for the attention/money. (She even wrote that everyone she knows is getting knocked up lately. Not exactly pillars of society.)
As per the couple: I do not tip when I am doing a To Go order. All you did was put the food in a box, like any McDonald's worker. You get tipped for your shining personality, making sure I have everything I need to enjoy my meal (refilling glasses, napkins, doing the dishes), and for your service. Since I am not eating in the actual restaurant, and taking care of my own needs most likely at my own home (which means I'm basically my own server)...you don't get tipped. It's not like you are delivering a pizza to my home and wasting gas on me. You are walking 5 feet to the kitchen and putting my shit in a box. Not. That. Hard. (I am a 20% tipper when dining in a restaurant, IF they are a good server. If they are gossiping in a corner with their coworkers the entire time instead of serving me, they get maybe 10% and a complaint to management) I also write NONE in the tip line if I pay with a debit card, too easy to try to STEAL money from me if your service is garbage.
I am happy that a handwriting analysis was concluded, and I am REALLY happy that he is suing. She should never have posted his personal information on the internet, nor should she have omitted details of what really happened. (She didn't mention originally that it was To Go, etc) This should not of been a big deal, except for the fact that *someone* wrote a slur on there.
Even if they completely ignored her attempting to wait on them, that's her JOB. You are a waitress, the couple was 1) busy trying to figure out if they had to leave or not, 2) trying to figure out what they were going to order or 3) in their own world completely ignoring her. Also, I don't think it's a crime that they didn't want dessert. She seemed to make a big deal out of the dessert aspect. This couple can completely treat her like dirt, and unless management removes them from the restaurant...it's her JOB to deal with it. (I mean really, how long did she have to put up with their supposedly nasty attitudes when they eventually ordered it To Go? Not long at all, I'd imagine.)
Also, she kept her job and was suspended WITH pay. She wasn't punished at all. She was "warned", but not punished. Her suspension was a mini-vacation.
Personally, I am waiting for HER handwriting to be checked out. I don't buy her story one bit.
Friday, November 15, 2013
North Ogden Animal Hospital
1580 N Washington Blvd
Ogden, UT 84404
(801) 782-4401
Our little chihuahua/terrier mix had a broken femur on her right hind leg, the vet sent us home with our broken dog and no splint on the leg. We needed to find someone almost immediately to get her treated, as the vet sent us home without proper long term care.
We live in Logan, and were initially referred to a veterinary orthopedic surgeon in Salt Lake City. We were quoted $1200 for her surgery via the intial vet, which was completely FALSE. Upon calling Dr. Smith (the surgeon in SLC), we were informed that her surgery would cost anywhere from $2500-$5000, when he didn't even see the xrays yet. That was just outrageous and we were sorely tempted to just have the leg amputated due to cost. Dr. Smith even told me that he was going on a cruise and could not do the surgery until either Monday or Tues. That is over 6 days from the initial injury date, and absolutely insane to make a dog wait that long while in massive pain.
I called around 45 different vet clinics and animal hospitals (all the way from Northern Utah down to Midvale). Each one told me the same thing: they would most likely refer me back to Dr. Smith, OR that they could try to do the surgery but no promises on not referring me back to Dr. Smith.
Finally, I spoke with Sandy at North Ogden Animal Hospital (still a long drive, but worth it if they can do the surgery and save my dog's leg). She gave me a quote of $1600 to pin, or $2000 to plate the leg. (Still, a LOT cheaper then Dr. Smith.) She took the time to even get Dr. Evans on the phone with me to figure out an almost exact cost, and IF he could do the surgery (without the original xrays). They scheduled me the very NEXT DAY!!! Wow! Dr. Evans told me that because my puppy's leg was NOT splinted, that she was in dire need of emergency care.
I am on bedrest due to SPD during my pregnancy. My doctor has informed me to not even drive longer then 5 minutes. Dr. Evans completely understood and worked with my brother to get the proper care/updates. (This is also why SLC was out of the question) Even during a blizzard, Dr. Evans worked in surgery on my puppy and went beyond what he needed to do. He called me and talked to me at length about our options before even suggesting anything.
He isn't a fan of amputation, but suggested it upon seeing the cost and the injury. However, I opted to pay $2300 to get the plates put in and they did the surgery. I got the call an hour ago that my baby is out of surgery, and will be fully functional in 6-8 weeks. He even spent an additional 30 minutes joking around on the phone with me, and informed me that the price might be LESS then $2300. He told me that because the surgery was VERY costly (and not at all difficult) that he tried to save me money as best as he could. (They accept Care Credit)
My baby comes home tomorrow. Three total days after the injury. I couldn't ask for a better vet!!! This doctor was fantastic! The entire office was speedy, informative, and fantastic!
Update 11/18/13: My baby is home now. The total cost for the surgery was $1990. WAY cheaper then what even he quoted me for. He went out of his way to try to save me any money he could, and made sure that I knew I could call him for ANYTHING. He has even offered us a free amputation if something goes sour. He answered a lot of questions I had, and even walked me through several "worst case" solutions (so we didn't have to make the drive again). He even joked with me about even though my baby was completely doped up, that she was still bouncy. He told me EVERYTHING that happened while she was in their care for that 12 hours (she went potty outside, licked a nurse - who gave her a cute scarf, and she was excited to come home).
My puppy is currently on day 4 of her bedrest, and comes off of it tomorrow. She will be able to walk for a week, without any jumping still. After that week is over, we can slowly start to play with her again. We expect a full recovery in 4-6 weeks. Stitches will come out after her recovery, but I'm fairly certain we won't need to drive back down there ever again. He saved me a lot of time, aggravation, and a lot of money!
Oh...and ALL of this was done during a SEVERE winter storm. The drive was miserable for my brother, but Dr. Evans stayed IN OFFICE during this mini-ice blizzard going on. He went above and beyond the call of duty.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Kids Going To School Sick
http://www.examiner.com/article/10-reasons-why-parents-send-sick-kids-to-school
I HATE this article. These aren't reasons, these are excuses. I know if my child is sick from day 1. I know if they are contagious. I know if they are going to get other children sick. I keep them home if they are sick. I have seen parents send their kids to school vomiting and with diarrhea. I'm not expecting you to keep your child out if they have a common cold. I DO expect you to keep them out if they are a walking vial of the flu. My kids get puked on EVERY year, I've had it with the excuses. If I have to keep MINE out, you keep YOURS out. Disgusting, lazy, entitled parenting.
(*Note* If your child has a common cold, it's not near as bad as the flu. If your kid is vomiting and has diarrhea, then keep your fucking sick little shit out of school. Don't send it. Get it a flu shot, get it well, THEN send it to school.)
My girls constantly come home with new random diseases/viruses/bacterias. For three years running, we have had one of my kids puked on by other students. You heard me correctly: some jackass parent sent their kid to school, and their kid puked on my kid. This has happened every year for three years now. We JUST got over the flu (it even spread to our dog, thanks!!!), and the day my kids went back to school...they got puked on again!!!!
I work 3 fulltime jobs, 7 months pregnant (supposed to be on bedrest), and my husband is AD Army (stationed in another state). Therefore, I don't really care if you "need a paycheck", or your kid can't miss anymore days. These are excuses for your LACK of parenting.
If your kid pukes on mine again, I'm going to cause the biggest stink with the school, social services, and anyone else that will listen. You are neglectful and entitled!! You are the WORST type of parent I have ever seen!!!
I need a paycheck, my kids need to go to school, my husband needs his paycheck. I have a LIFE outside of my kids being sick. When you make my ENTIRE household sick, WE can't call out of work either! Your excuse that you only get so many sick days from work, is LAUGHABLE! I don't care! We all work too, and even if we didn't, stay at home parents WORK at home TOO! You are entitled!!!
Your excuse that the school district only allows a certain amount of excused days is RETARDED! At the very least, you get 5-8 excused days, and 10-15 nonexcused days! That is a lot of days! There are MORE then enough days they can be absent before you are reported for being traunt! Yet another excuse!
What about not having childcare, you ask? Well too bad. You have emergency contacts, and usually family/friends who will help out. I have no one but myself! My husband is stationed in another state. He can't just go AWOL for three days because I am sick in bed, due YOUR actions. If you have no one to take care of your kids, find a babysitter or childcare! It is NOT my responsibility to teach you how to handle your kids if they are sick! Figure it the fuck out!
Or guess what...get your kid vaccinated or get them the flu shot! You put so many people at risk with your negligence! You have no idea what it is like having SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction), working 3 jobs, being basically a single parent, AND having my ENTIRE household from pets on up...infected with the FLU! You should be ashamed of yourself!
PS. Thanks Charlie's parents for being entitled jerks that send their kid to school with the flu. We just spent a week getting over it after you puked on Peyton. (Yes, even puppy got sick with the flu because of you)
I HATE this article. These aren't reasons, these are excuses. I know if my child is sick from day 1. I know if they are contagious. I know if they are going to get other children sick. I keep them home if they are sick. I have seen parents send their kids to school vomiting and with diarrhea. I'm not expecting you to keep your child out if they have a common cold. I DO expect you to keep them out if they are a walking vial of the flu. My kids get puked on EVERY year, I've had it with the excuses. If I have to keep MINE out, you keep YOURS out. Disgusting, lazy, entitled parenting.
(*Note* If your child has a common cold, it's not near as bad as the flu. If your kid is vomiting and has diarrhea, then keep your fucking sick little shit out of school. Don't send it. Get it a flu shot, get it well, THEN send it to school.)
My girls constantly come home with new random diseases/viruses/bacterias. For three years running, we have had one of my kids puked on by other students. You heard me correctly: some jackass parent sent their kid to school, and their kid puked on my kid. This has happened every year for three years now. We JUST got over the flu (it even spread to our dog, thanks!!!), and the day my kids went back to school...they got puked on again!!!!
I work 3 fulltime jobs, 7 months pregnant (supposed to be on bedrest), and my husband is AD Army (stationed in another state). Therefore, I don't really care if you "need a paycheck", or your kid can't miss anymore days. These are excuses for your LACK of parenting.
If your kid pukes on mine again, I'm going to cause the biggest stink with the school, social services, and anyone else that will listen. You are neglectful and entitled!! You are the WORST type of parent I have ever seen!!!
I need a paycheck, my kids need to go to school, my husband needs his paycheck. I have a LIFE outside of my kids being sick. When you make my ENTIRE household sick, WE can't call out of work either! Your excuse that you only get so many sick days from work, is LAUGHABLE! I don't care! We all work too, and even if we didn't, stay at home parents WORK at home TOO! You are entitled!!!
Your excuse that the school district only allows a certain amount of excused days is RETARDED! At the very least, you get 5-8 excused days, and 10-15 nonexcused days! That is a lot of days! There are MORE then enough days they can be absent before you are reported for being traunt! Yet another excuse!
What about not having childcare, you ask? Well too bad. You have emergency contacts, and usually family/friends who will help out. I have no one but myself! My husband is stationed in another state. He can't just go AWOL for three days because I am sick in bed, due YOUR actions. If you have no one to take care of your kids, find a babysitter or childcare! It is NOT my responsibility to teach you how to handle your kids if they are sick! Figure it the fuck out!
Or guess what...get your kid vaccinated or get them the flu shot! You put so many people at risk with your negligence! You have no idea what it is like having SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction), working 3 jobs, being basically a single parent, AND having my ENTIRE household from pets on up...infected with the FLU! You should be ashamed of yourself!
PS. Thanks Charlie's parents for being entitled jerks that send their kid to school with the flu. We just spent a week getting over it after you puked on Peyton. (Yes, even puppy got sick with the flu because of you)
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Pullyallup, WA Police Department on 20/20
http://www.hulu.com/watch/556780#i0,p0,d1
I was arrested in Pullyallup, WA for a bogus charge that was later dropped two days after my arrest.. While being arrested, they called social services to "inspect" my then 1 yr old daughter. They used my ONE small laundry pile as an excuse to enter my home and check her welfare (didn't you know that a single laundry pile means there is feces all over the apartment?). It was a fucking pile of laundry with cloth diapers, give me a break. No, they did not have a warrant nor probable cause to enter my apartment. I never gave them permission, but they went in anyways.
When they were putting on the handcuffs on me, two male officers body slammed me into my front door and put me into a cop car. My daughter was left alone in my apartment, while I was being arrested. My mother had to drive two hours to make sure she was okay. During those two hours, my 1 yr old daughter was alone in the apartment. (By the way, even social services told the police it was bogus and they didn't need to be there...hence they left immediately.)
Those "holding cells" are used for even over night "guests". I refused to change my clothes and did not use the bathroom AT ALL. We were warned about the cameras, and I didn't want to have my personals on display. Even current cellmates, and there were 4 in the same holding cell with me, warned me about the cameras and how to "hide" my personals.
Yes, they DO monitor those cameras. When my husband called from Iraq to figure out why I was being held and what he could do...they taunted me over their intercom system. When they told me I couldn't speak to him, and started to cry...they made fun of me. When they fed us the next day at lunch, we were informed to eat the ENTIRE meal (it was a pretty big meal, and when I'm stressed I don't eat), or there "would be consequences". We only had a set time limit to eat too. When I was taking too long to eat, they kept making even more comments over the intercom. I did eventually force myself to eat it all. They DO watch those cameras, and those cops on this video are fucking full of shit.
In the end, I was let free the next day on a $200 bail. My case was dismissed two days after that. Still no idea what they were arresting me for. Even my attorney was baffled. The official charges were assault, but who did I assault? The listed person I supposedly assault never even showed up for court, and I have no idea who the hell the guy even was/is.
To this day, I'm pretty sure they had the wrong apartment and just didn't want to admit their mistake. (After my arrest, cop cars would sit outside my apartment and stare in my windows. I'm pretty sure that is police harassment. I moved out of that hellhole within the month because of their treatment.)
Pullyallup is one of the WORST places to get arrested. When they finally deem to show their face to someplace, someone/anyone NEEDS to be arrested. So happy I got out of that apartment.
I was arrested in Pullyallup, WA for a bogus charge that was later dropped two days after my arrest.. While being arrested, they called social services to "inspect" my then 1 yr old daughter. They used my ONE small laundry pile as an excuse to enter my home and check her welfare (didn't you know that a single laundry pile means there is feces all over the apartment?). It was a fucking pile of laundry with cloth diapers, give me a break. No, they did not have a warrant nor probable cause to enter my apartment. I never gave them permission, but they went in anyways.
When they were putting on the handcuffs on me, two male officers body slammed me into my front door and put me into a cop car. My daughter was left alone in my apartment, while I was being arrested. My mother had to drive two hours to make sure she was okay. During those two hours, my 1 yr old daughter was alone in the apartment. (By the way, even social services told the police it was bogus and they didn't need to be there...hence they left immediately.)
Those "holding cells" are used for even over night "guests". I refused to change my clothes and did not use the bathroom AT ALL. We were warned about the cameras, and I didn't want to have my personals on display. Even current cellmates, and there were 4 in the same holding cell with me, warned me about the cameras and how to "hide" my personals.
Yes, they DO monitor those cameras. When my husband called from Iraq to figure out why I was being held and what he could do...they taunted me over their intercom system. When they told me I couldn't speak to him, and started to cry...they made fun of me. When they fed us the next day at lunch, we were informed to eat the ENTIRE meal (it was a pretty big meal, and when I'm stressed I don't eat), or there "would be consequences". We only had a set time limit to eat too. When I was taking too long to eat, they kept making even more comments over the intercom. I did eventually force myself to eat it all. They DO watch those cameras, and those cops on this video are fucking full of shit.
In the end, I was let free the next day on a $200 bail. My case was dismissed two days after that. Still no idea what they were arresting me for. Even my attorney was baffled. The official charges were assault, but who did I assault? The listed person I supposedly assault never even showed up for court, and I have no idea who the hell the guy even was/is.
To this day, I'm pretty sure they had the wrong apartment and just didn't want to admit their mistake. (After my arrest, cop cars would sit outside my apartment and stare in my windows. I'm pretty sure that is police harassment. I moved out of that hellhole within the month because of their treatment.)
Pullyallup is one of the WORST places to get arrested. When they finally deem to show their face to someplace, someone/anyone NEEDS to be arrested. So happy I got out of that apartment.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Horrible Utard Drivers
We are an active duty military family that has been in the army for over 15 years. We have lived in over 20 different states (easily) and three different countries. My husband is actually from ND, but I'm from NJ. Yes, I used to be a Jersey driver. I'm sure you can imagine, Jersey moves, Jersey hand in the air, cursing, lead foot...yeah I was bad before I got married and had kids. My husband was actually the safer driver of the two of us. (We are both born and raised LDS)
After having kids, I turned into the safe driver. I drive 2-4 OVER the speed limit and am the most defensive driver you will EVER see. I had to become one, after living here for a few months.
We got relocated to Logan, Utah about 4 years ago and bought a house out here. Boy, was this a shock! Aside from the entitlement from our neighbors (they petitioned the city to turn our entire property into a "park", because it took over a year to sell to us?), the driving is just INSANE! Don't get me started on their brats who are completely unsupervised, and most are bullies.
One day, you guys should head over to the schools and watch the "pick up routine". I call it the car show, as it's a show for me to see who the most idiotic can be. People are just HORRIBLE at driving.
I drive 2-4 OVER the speed limit, but I've seen people go 15 mph in a 35 mph zone...and not allow anyone to pass them. Outside the school is a 4 way stop, and NO ONE stops for the stop sign (except apparently me?). People don't use blinkers at all, and if they do...they turn them on at the last second. I've seen people swerve into lanes of opposing traffic. I've even seen the people gawking at car accidents. (There was one really bad one where a motorcycle driver was run over, and lying in the street. About 300 people were there filming this poor guy laying in the street while waiting for paramedics...and before you ask, no it wasn't the motorcycles fault. It was some mother in an SUV who ran a red light.)
I cannot count how many "almost" accidents I have been involved in. I have seen people even use the opposite flow of traffic left turn lane to turn RIGHT into gas stations. I have seen so many REAL accidents, that I absolutely cannot stand driving anymore.
These people terrify me. I even refused to drive for a full YEAR. EVERY day, I have an issue with some sort of driver. Most of them are older folks or the Molly Mormon Moms in their assault vehicles.
I take pictures of the parking situations. Most of these people can't even PARK, let alone drive. This horrible driving also carries over into stores. I lost count how many times I have been rammed, or my children have been rammed, with carts at the grocery store. I HATE going out to do the shopping.
This "horrible driving" extends to EVERY aspect of these people's lives. It is all about entitlement here, and not many people in Logan realize that they are just assholes!
Soooo happy I am moving back to normal world.
Edit:
Dear neighbor two doors down:
I let you cut me off the first time on the highway because my children were in the car. Though, you should probably learn that just because you put on your blinker last second...that does NOT give you permission to cut people off and almost hit them (or try to drive them off the road entirely). I let you do it another 3 times, while you were weaving in between lanes, just because I didn't want to die driving home. I figured we'd be rid of you soon anyways, how wrong I was.
When you decided to go 90 mph in a 35mph, I just laughed at your stupidity and continued to go the speed limit. I even giggled when you came to a full complete stop at the green light (tho I'm sure you were just being a dick). However, I drew the line when you turned into your driveway...you took up ALL of the road thus blocking EVERYONE in your path (even opposing traffic) when you slammed on your breaks and flicked on your blinker last second. Your turn was obviously done just to be a dick. You almost hit two kids on bikes, and the honking you were giving ME after you pulled into your driveway?
Well, now I know where you live. Dumb move.
After having kids, I turned into the safe driver. I drive 2-4 OVER the speed limit and am the most defensive driver you will EVER see. I had to become one, after living here for a few months.
We got relocated to Logan, Utah about 4 years ago and bought a house out here. Boy, was this a shock! Aside from the entitlement from our neighbors (they petitioned the city to turn our entire property into a "park", because it took over a year to sell to us?), the driving is just INSANE! Don't get me started on their brats who are completely unsupervised, and most are bullies.
One day, you guys should head over to the schools and watch the "pick up routine". I call it the car show, as it's a show for me to see who the most idiotic can be. People are just HORRIBLE at driving.
I drive 2-4 OVER the speed limit, but I've seen people go 15 mph in a 35 mph zone...and not allow anyone to pass them. Outside the school is a 4 way stop, and NO ONE stops for the stop sign (except apparently me?). People don't use blinkers at all, and if they do...they turn them on at the last second. I've seen people swerve into lanes of opposing traffic. I've even seen the people gawking at car accidents. (There was one really bad one where a motorcycle driver was run over, and lying in the street. About 300 people were there filming this poor guy laying in the street while waiting for paramedics...and before you ask, no it wasn't the motorcycles fault. It was some mother in an SUV who ran a red light.)
I cannot count how many "almost" accidents I have been involved in. I have seen people even use the opposite flow of traffic left turn lane to turn RIGHT into gas stations. I have seen so many REAL accidents, that I absolutely cannot stand driving anymore.
These people terrify me. I even refused to drive for a full YEAR. EVERY day, I have an issue with some sort of driver. Most of them are older folks or the Molly Mormon Moms in their assault vehicles.
I take pictures of the parking situations. Most of these people can't even PARK, let alone drive. This horrible driving also carries over into stores. I lost count how many times I have been rammed, or my children have been rammed, with carts at the grocery store. I HATE going out to do the shopping.
This "horrible driving" extends to EVERY aspect of these people's lives. It is all about entitlement here, and not many people in Logan realize that they are just assholes!
Soooo happy I am moving back to normal world.
Edit:
Dear neighbor two doors down:
I let you cut me off the first time on the highway because my children were in the car. Though, you should probably learn that just because you put on your blinker last second...that does NOT give you permission to cut people off and almost hit them (or try to drive them off the road entirely). I let you do it another 3 times, while you were weaving in between lanes, just because I didn't want to die driving home. I figured we'd be rid of you soon anyways, how wrong I was.
When you decided to go 90 mph in a 35mph, I just laughed at your stupidity and continued to go the speed limit. I even giggled when you came to a full complete stop at the green light (tho I'm sure you were just being a dick). However, I drew the line when you turned into your driveway...you took up ALL of the road thus blocking EVERYONE in your path (even opposing traffic) when you slammed on your breaks and flicked on your blinker last second. Your turn was obviously done just to be a dick. You almost hit two kids on bikes, and the honking you were giving ME after you pulled into your driveway?
Well, now I know where you live. Dumb move.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Food Stamps and EBT
Original post:
My response:
@AmandaChoate In what world do people spend $50.00 a month on clothing? Have they never heard of a thrift store or coupons? What stores and how many people are they trying to clothe? I spend $50.00 a YEAR on clothes for my three children, husband and I. (We have never even gotten hand-me-downs or any HELP from ANYONE)
My husband has served our country for well over 15 years (and continues to). We barely do not qualify for food stamps and WIC, etc, even now after so long. Being active duty military for this long has taught us MANY tricks to save money, especially when he was a private. Why are these others not attempting to better their lives too? I had kids because I could AFFORD them. I scrimped, saved, and googled my butt off to figure out how to afford certain things (don't get me started on my coupon collection). Guess what, with even a little effort into it, and it worked.
I even worked parttime at fast food restaurants (because apparently as a military spouse, it's really hard to get HIRED...let alone interviewed), WITH a college degree. This is what *I* did for MY family. I bit the bullet and PAID for MY life. My husband and I have both worked since our teens (that's well over 24 years of working), and even when *I* wasn't working...he was to support us. You CAN support yourself working FT at McDonald's and 3 kids. I know. We've done it. It's called cutting back on the non-necessities and trying to save money wherever you can. (Depending on which state we have lived - and there has been over a dozen we've lived in- you can get a 3 bedroom apartment for $450.00 a month. Not in the best part of town, but it's enough room for you, your kids, AND your wallet. FT at McDonald's nets you $1336 before taxes, at min. wage and leaves you with roughly $886 for groceries and others. If you own a cheap car, gas would would about $180 per month. Which then leaves: $706. That's a LOT left over for other things like electricity, gas, water, car payment, and groceries.)
My current grocery bill for a family of 5 (and my brother living with us, who was recently laid off) for the ENTIRE month is $325.00. If I can do it, and have done it for YEARS, then others can do it too. Explain to me WHY I shouldn't be upset when I am telling my child at the checkout line: "no sorry, baby, no candy bar today"...all the while some jerk in front of me is buying BULK candy bars, hostess cakes, ice cream, and other "goodies" that my family has gone without...all with their EBT card? This woman was in a brand new Acura on a brand new cellphone in front of me in line...using an EBT card. Don't even get me started on how she was chatting up the cashier about how she CAN'T work because her OBESITY is too far out of control. Yup, she is also on financial assistance because she is TOO fat to work. Awesome. All the while I don't have a cellphone, no cable tv, and a car from the 90s. So much for FAIR.
Use whatever excuses and justifications you want. We pay our taxes AND serve our country. We don't use the system, and I am ALWAYS disgusted when someone says that "well, they deserve a treat sometimes.." No. WE deserve a fucking treat. We worked hard for our life. THEY deserve to get a job, learn how to save, and support themselves. If you want ice cream that badly, buy it yourself with your own money!
As per my family supposedly not having "contributed enough taxes" to even be angry about one person abusing the system, you are wrong. To quote a previous posted: "The person on EBT gets $1.50/day for a meal". Seems like we have put in more then enough to pay for that one person's meal, thus I have a SAY where OUR money goes and it definitely shouldn't go into some entitled, baby breeder's mouth.
I have seen SO much abuse of the EBT/SNAP/WIC system, it'd make your blood boil. Out of the hundreds I have seen, I have only heard of maybe a handful of people who DESERVE or NEED to be on government assistance. The rest were abusing the system, and doing it quite blantantly.
In my opinion, for SNAP/EBT, we should be handing out physical food items...not cash. We give people a set amount of time to get a job (if they still qualify for SNAP after getting a job, let them stay on it), and if they don't have one by the end of the year (or can prove they have at least attempted to get a job)...they should be REMOVED. (Think of it as how unemployment currently works) If someone can PROVE they had even an interview for a job, they should remain on it. But, if they aren't even attempted to better themselves...they need to be removed.
If you physically cannot work, or have hit rough times, I understand. If you are abusing the system and haven't even attempted to GET OUT OF THE SYSTEM, you should have ALL your gov. benefits CUT OFF.
My response:
@AmandaChoate In what world do people spend $50.00 a month on clothing? Have they never heard of a thrift store or coupons? What stores and how many people are they trying to clothe? I spend $50.00 a YEAR on clothes for my three children, husband and I. (We have never even gotten hand-me-downs or any HELP from ANYONE)
My husband has served our country for well over 15 years (and continues to). We barely do not qualify for food stamps and WIC, etc, even now after so long. Being active duty military for this long has taught us MANY tricks to save money, especially when he was a private. Why are these others not attempting to better their lives too? I had kids because I could AFFORD them. I scrimped, saved, and googled my butt off to figure out how to afford certain things (don't get me started on my coupon collection). Guess what, with even a little effort into it, and it worked.
I even worked parttime at fast food restaurants (because apparently as a military spouse, it's really hard to get HIRED...let alone interviewed), WITH a college degree. This is what *I* did for MY family. I bit the bullet and PAID for MY life. My husband and I have both worked since our teens (that's well over 24 years of working), and even when *I* wasn't working...he was to support us. You CAN support yourself working FT at McDonald's and 3 kids. I know. We've done it. It's called cutting back on the non-necessities and trying to save money wherever you can. (Depending on which state we have lived - and there has been over a dozen we've lived in- you can get a 3 bedroom apartment for $450.00 a month. Not in the best part of town, but it's enough room for you, your kids, AND your wallet. FT at McDonald's nets you $1336 before taxes, at min. wage and leaves you with roughly $886 for groceries and others. If you own a cheap car, gas would would about $180 per month. Which then leaves: $706. That's a LOT left over for other things like electricity, gas, water, car payment, and groceries.)
My current grocery bill for a family of 5 (and my brother living with us, who was recently laid off) for the ENTIRE month is $325.00. If I can do it, and have done it for YEARS, then others can do it too. Explain to me WHY I shouldn't be upset when I am telling my child at the checkout line: "no sorry, baby, no candy bar today"...all the while some jerk in front of me is buying BULK candy bars, hostess cakes, ice cream, and other "goodies" that my family has gone without...all with their EBT card? This woman was in a brand new Acura on a brand new cellphone in front of me in line...using an EBT card. Don't even get me started on how she was chatting up the cashier about how she CAN'T work because her OBESITY is too far out of control. Yup, she is also on financial assistance because she is TOO fat to work. Awesome. All the while I don't have a cellphone, no cable tv, and a car from the 90s. So much for FAIR.
Use whatever excuses and justifications you want. We pay our taxes AND serve our country. We don't use the system, and I am ALWAYS disgusted when someone says that "well, they deserve a treat sometimes.." No. WE deserve a fucking treat. We worked hard for our life. THEY deserve to get a job, learn how to save, and support themselves. If you want ice cream that badly, buy it yourself with your own money!
As per my family supposedly not having "contributed enough taxes" to even be angry about one person abusing the system, you are wrong. To quote a previous posted: "The person on EBT gets $1.50/day for a meal". Seems like we have put in more then enough to pay for that one person's meal, thus I have a SAY where OUR money goes and it definitely shouldn't go into some entitled, baby breeder's mouth.
I have seen SO much abuse of the EBT/SNAP/WIC system, it'd make your blood boil. Out of the hundreds I have seen, I have only heard of maybe a handful of people who DESERVE or NEED to be on government assistance. The rest were abusing the system, and doing it quite blantantly.
In my opinion, for SNAP/EBT, we should be handing out physical food items...not cash. We give people a set amount of time to get a job (if they still qualify for SNAP after getting a job, let them stay on it), and if they don't have one by the end of the year (or can prove they have at least attempted to get a job)...they should be REMOVED. (Think of it as how unemployment currently works) If someone can PROVE they had even an interview for a job, they should remain on it. But, if they aren't even attempted to better themselves...they need to be removed.
If you physically cannot work, or have hit rough times, I understand. If you are abusing the system and haven't even attempted to GET OUT OF THE SYSTEM, you should have ALL your gov. benefits CUT OFF.
Friday, October 11, 2013
"Lost" Jacket and Carnivals
My eldest "lost" her jacket at school today. It is actually my old leather winter jacket, so it actually cost a lot of money. This is not the first time we have "lost" or had an article of clothing stolen from this school in the past two years. So far the count is: 2 jackets, 2 hoodies, 4 lunch boxes, and a lot of miscellaneous items. We have only had ONE hoodie EVER returned. Probably because I had wised up and started hand stitching my daughter's name on her clothing AND using a permanent marker on the clothes themselves.
So, today, she comes out of school with her upset face. You know the one. Where they are about to cry, but don't want to show anyone. Ugh, now what happened? She tells me that she can't find her jacket, and needs help.
My husband goes inside with her and they look for it. Can't be found, so they speak to the teacher, principal and the secretary at the school. In fact, one of them even mentioned that once it is gone - good luck. Wow. The sad part is, these students HAVE to hang their stuff outside in the hallway on hooks. It makes it easy pickings for a thief (child and/or parent). It also doesn't help that their security measures are laughable at best. Neither of these two things are usually an issue...until...someone sees something they want and it doesn't belong to them.
After about 45 minutes of searching, the jacket is still NOT found. I go home thinking about tonight's carnival at the school that the PTA is hosting. Are we going? I didn't really want to go, but since this jacket is missing..I might as well go back to the school and look around again....OR check out the other students and see if one of them was stupid enough to wear it to the event. At the very least, the kids will have fun...right? It sounds crazy, but unsurprisingly I wanted that jacket back.
We showed back up to school approximately 45 minutes early to look for the jacket before the mad rush of people were going to show up. Sadly, I immediately had to go to the bathroom (I am pregnant). So, I steered the kids towards the bathrooms and we are stopped midtracks by some 8 yr old (probably younger) fat kid wearing a black shirt and white lettering. He decided that since his mom was volunteering, that he suddenly OWNED this hallway and wanted to know why we were down there. No so fatty. We walked around him and went to the bathroom without even saying a word.
Get back down to my daughter's hallway and we see this little boy hanging around outside of my eldest's classroom carrying....MY DAUGHTER'S JACKET!!! WOAH! What a stroke of luck, right? (You'd think so...) He asked if it belonged to her, and of course we checked to make sure it did...and got the jacket back!!! I did an investigation of the jacket as the little kid scampered off. It appears that his parent could NOT remove the 3 tags stitched inside the jacket with my daughter's name permanent markered on - so they decided to "return" it under the guise of him accidentally grabbing the wrong jacket. It is very obvious that someone tried to take my daughter's name off the coat. Whatever, we got it back!
My husband did NOT go with me to the carnival. I should have enforced that he go, because it was an absolute disaster. I have no tolerance for other people's little brats, especially when they are acting like BRATS. The kids still had fun, but here are some of the things that happened:
1) This was the type of "bouncy house" carnival with only one amusement park ride. We had unlimited passes, so we could go on everything without worrying. (The principal actually let us pay $1 cheaper because he didn't have change for a $20) The very FIRST bouncy house, my kids get separated by other little brats. Apparently a group of kids decided to keep shoving my youngest (5 yrs old) into the side of the bouncing house to cut the line on the slide. So instead of just letting her take her turn, like you're supposed to do...they kept shoving her face into the PLASTIC wall or the floor. She was hysterical by the time she got down the slide finally. (I did make a comment to the attendant and tried to get the guy to help, but he did nothing. I also made a comment to some of the little snots about waiting their turn! No parents were watching them, not surprised.)
2) After much mayhem and madness of about 30-45 minutes, the attendants started enforcing waiting in line. Not only did other parents purposely try to cut these lines numerous times, but they also tried to encourage their little shits to cut the line too. While I'm sitting right there, my daughters had no less then 10 kids try to cut them in line. I made sure to make very loud comments like, "My girls were there first, you should wait your turn." "There is a line, you should go to the back of it."
3) While my daughters were finally doing the last ride (the spinning amusement park ride), that same fat little shit and his friend started pointing at my boobs and whispering VERY loudly. I heard comments like: "Look at her boobs!" /point /stare. So I stared back, hoping they would get the point. Not so, because it continued for almost the girls' entire ride until I finally snapped at them. I said, "Do you need something?" No response, just more staring. So again, "I have no problem spanking the ever living shit out of you for being a pervert." No response again and by now the ride attendant is staring at me like what the fuck. Finally the girls get off the ride and I let them know very loudly that "I am tired of dealing with other people's brats, and it's time go to home for hot chocolate." Unsurprisingly, neither of the kids' parents were around.
Yes, a little over the top..but if my husband was there - it wouldn't of happened. Mind you, I was wearing a normal blank dark blue t-shirt (it has nothing on it). It's NOT too tight, and it's not inappropriate in any way. I even went home and woke up my husband to ask if the shirt was inappropriate or if I was hanging out...Nope. No one was even standing near me, so they weren't talking about anyone else! Gross! I know that fat kid's mom was volunteering, and I probably should of said something...but I just wanted to get the fuck out of there. Even if I had said something, she'd probably feign shock and then anger that her little BAYYYBEEE could act like that with GROWN adults.
So gross. I will never attend one of these things again without a personal escort (Hubby) at the very least.
(My boobs are not THAT big. I know they can look pretty big sometimes, but I'm pregnant and that in NO WAY excuses this little pervert and his friend)
So, today, she comes out of school with her upset face. You know the one. Where they are about to cry, but don't want to show anyone. Ugh, now what happened? She tells me that she can't find her jacket, and needs help.
My husband goes inside with her and they look for it. Can't be found, so they speak to the teacher, principal and the secretary at the school. In fact, one of them even mentioned that once it is gone - good luck. Wow. The sad part is, these students HAVE to hang their stuff outside in the hallway on hooks. It makes it easy pickings for a thief (child and/or parent). It also doesn't help that their security measures are laughable at best. Neither of these two things are usually an issue...until...someone sees something they want and it doesn't belong to them.
After about 45 minutes of searching, the jacket is still NOT found. I go home thinking about tonight's carnival at the school that the PTA is hosting. Are we going? I didn't really want to go, but since this jacket is missing..I might as well go back to the school and look around again....OR check out the other students and see if one of them was stupid enough to wear it to the event. At the very least, the kids will have fun...right? It sounds crazy, but unsurprisingly I wanted that jacket back.
We showed back up to school approximately 45 minutes early to look for the jacket before the mad rush of people were going to show up. Sadly, I immediately had to go to the bathroom (I am pregnant). So, I steered the kids towards the bathrooms and we are stopped midtracks by some 8 yr old (probably younger) fat kid wearing a black shirt and white lettering. He decided that since his mom was volunteering, that he suddenly OWNED this hallway and wanted to know why we were down there. No so fatty. We walked around him and went to the bathroom without even saying a word.
Get back down to my daughter's hallway and we see this little boy hanging around outside of my eldest's classroom carrying....MY DAUGHTER'S JACKET!!! WOAH! What a stroke of luck, right? (You'd think so...) He asked if it belonged to her, and of course we checked to make sure it did...and got the jacket back!!! I did an investigation of the jacket as the little kid scampered off. It appears that his parent could NOT remove the 3 tags stitched inside the jacket with my daughter's name permanent markered on - so they decided to "return" it under the guise of him accidentally grabbing the wrong jacket. It is very obvious that someone tried to take my daughter's name off the coat. Whatever, we got it back!
My husband did NOT go with me to the carnival. I should have enforced that he go, because it was an absolute disaster. I have no tolerance for other people's little brats, especially when they are acting like BRATS. The kids still had fun, but here are some of the things that happened:
1) This was the type of "bouncy house" carnival with only one amusement park ride. We had unlimited passes, so we could go on everything without worrying. (The principal actually let us pay $1 cheaper because he didn't have change for a $20) The very FIRST bouncy house, my kids get separated by other little brats. Apparently a group of kids decided to keep shoving my youngest (5 yrs old) into the side of the bouncing house to cut the line on the slide. So instead of just letting her take her turn, like you're supposed to do...they kept shoving her face into the PLASTIC wall or the floor. She was hysterical by the time she got down the slide finally. (I did make a comment to the attendant and tried to get the guy to help, but he did nothing. I also made a comment to some of the little snots about waiting their turn! No parents were watching them, not surprised.)
2) After much mayhem and madness of about 30-45 minutes, the attendants started enforcing waiting in line. Not only did other parents purposely try to cut these lines numerous times, but they also tried to encourage their little shits to cut the line too. While I'm sitting right there, my daughters had no less then 10 kids try to cut them in line. I made sure to make very loud comments like, "My girls were there first, you should wait your turn." "There is a line, you should go to the back of it."
3) While my daughters were finally doing the last ride (the spinning amusement park ride), that same fat little shit and his friend started pointing at my boobs and whispering VERY loudly. I heard comments like: "Look at her boobs!" /point /stare. So I stared back, hoping they would get the point. Not so, because it continued for almost the girls' entire ride until I finally snapped at them. I said, "Do you need something?" No response, just more staring. So again, "I have no problem spanking the ever living shit out of you for being a pervert." No response again and by now the ride attendant is staring at me like what the fuck. Finally the girls get off the ride and I let them know very loudly that "I am tired of dealing with other people's brats, and it's time go to home for hot chocolate." Unsurprisingly, neither of the kids' parents were around.
Yes, a little over the top..but if my husband was there - it wouldn't of happened. Mind you, I was wearing a normal blank dark blue t-shirt (it has nothing on it). It's NOT too tight, and it's not inappropriate in any way. I even went home and woke up my husband to ask if the shirt was inappropriate or if I was hanging out...Nope. No one was even standing near me, so they weren't talking about anyone else! Gross! I know that fat kid's mom was volunteering, and I probably should of said something...but I just wanted to get the fuck out of there. Even if I had said something, she'd probably feign shock and then anger that her little BAYYYBEEE could act like that with GROWN adults.
So gross. I will never attend one of these things again without a personal escort (Hubby) at the very least.
(My boobs are not THAT big. I know they can look pretty big sometimes, but I'm pregnant and that in NO WAY excuses this little pervert and his friend)
Tired Of Looking Too Young
I have said this numerous times before. I look young. Too young. I have countless stories about how random FEMALE strangers have walked up to me before and made many rude comments, verbally attacked me, or stared at me with hate. I am 29, 4'9 and 120 lbs, while 7 months pregnant (with #3). I know. I look like I'm 18, at best. (Men NEVER say, stare, or DO anything...always females around my own age) I've also been married over 11 years, at least.
I dress my age and curse like a sailor (usually when provoked). I have tried numerous hair styles and hair colors. I have tried numerous ways of wearing my make-up. None of it matters. People see what they want to see. What they see when they see me is a teenager. It will never go away! (This is not as bad as my sister who looks like she is perpetually 14.)
Before I get into my story, let me say this: I do NOT care if I will enjoy this by the time I am 50. I am NOT 50 now, and I am frankly rather tired of the reverse ageism. I have to carry about my birth certificate, AND two forms of IDs on me ALWAYS since I was 20. I am carded for everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING. I am constantly verbally attacked by strangers, thinking they can get away with it...because I'm just sooo young and don't know better...so they'd better tell me!
My husband has been told he cannot get a glass of wine at a restaurant because MY ID looked fake. I have had women come up to me lecturing me about what I named my children (all Irish/Celtic common names??). I have had women lecture me on discipline, for NO reason whatsover (my kids behave beautifully most of the time). I have had women tell me to put shoes on my newborn (DD#2), even though she couldn't walk, it was summer, and she was wearing socks. I have had people ask me if I am on welfare and what it is like being a single mother. (Eh? Never been on welfare?) I have had people tell me I am throwing my life away by having a child while I was a teenager (I was 22ish at the time and I have a degree in Criminal Justice). A male doctor even went so far as to try to convince my husband to have me "fixed" because I was just too young for the responsibility of another child (okay...I was 24). My current OB appointments are usually the same doctor, but last time a new chick doctor decided to impart her OWN wisdom onto me (because I'm too young to know better) about birth control. By the way, my favorite was when a cop once pulled me over and tried to have me arrested for driving under age?? Hence all my IDs are on me always.
Yes, I shit you not. WOMEN MY AGE, will walk up to me any time/place/event and verbally assault me for whatever injustice they perceive or to impart their wisdom onto such a young person. They think they can get away with it, because I *LOOK* like I'm a teenager. They assume it's their job to "put me in my place". But, I'm not that young. I'm usually their age, if not older, and I am REALLY tired of them making comments to me!!! Mind your business, bitches!
Okay, so at my daughters' school the line to pick up the kids is pure hell and they make everyone pick up their kids in a specified area (meaning you can't really wait in your car unless you're parking the "loop" and this is explained every school year to ALL parents). My girls tend to get confused easily, and when they don't see the car right away they go to sit in the office thinking I forgot to pick them up (my eldest has Reactive Attachment Disorder). This is why I show up to pick them up AN HOUR in advance and aim for the same spot everyday. I park in the same spot everyday, and have done this since my eldest started school here. That means, 2+ years, I have ALWAYS been in the same parking spot. (If I can't get my spot, I park in a parking spot and get out of the car to wait for them...this almost never happens.)
There I am, having my me-time. I had just finished doing my budgettng for the next paycheck and just finished talking on the phone to husband about it. I remember the time exactly, as he had an appointment at 2:30pm and that is exactly when the kids get out of school. It was 2:27 pm. 3 minutes to spare! Go me!
Not even 5 seconds after hanging up the phone with him, some middle aged bitch is rapping on my car window with her knuckles. Naturally, I thought it was important. So, I turn the car on and turn off the radio. Then, I roll the window down. While I am doing this her "rapping" turns into "pounding". The car is shaking, the glass is shaking and I'm freaking out thinking it was REALLY important. (Hey, I'm pregnant, I might of left the gas tank open or something equally stupid...right?)
I get the window down, and she starts FLIPPING out on me. I mean, full on screaming at the top of her lungs and EVERYONE is staring. She has a backpack on, she's slightly pudgey, and looks like she is my age. She also has 3 small kids with her. So, she's obviously another parent and NOT faculty. (If it was faculty asking me to move, I would gladly move. I have before, and the secretary knows I will move if asked politely)
Mind you, before this happened, I noticed a bus dropping off students after a mini-field trip. Must have been for some other grade, because my kids didn't have a field trip that day. I only noticed when I was on the phone because the bus did NOT use the bus loop. This is a loop specifically FOR buses. I was also making sure that I wasn't parked in the way...but with it so close to school being out, there was a HUGE line of cars in every which direction (including in front and behind me, I was essentially blocked in...which almost always happens). Naturally, I wasn't going to move as I was not the ONLY person parked on the red line.
Okay, so she starts flipping out about how I am parked on the "red line" and in the way of the bus (eh? bus was already gone and if I'm in the way, so are the 12 people behind me). The entire loop is a red line or teal line (not sure what teal means?). The fire hydrant is actually across and behind me, so I am not in the fire lane. I am also BARELY in the red. I am the first car parked in the red (half my car goes into the red, as I don't want to block the handicapped ramp...). I'm unsure as to why she picked ME to bang on and make a scene with. I'm also unsure as to why it was such a big deal when the bus was already long gone, and why she chose ME and ONLY ME to attack. She did NOT attack anyone else.
So, by the time she is completely making a scene and EVERYONE is staring...my youngest gets out of school and walks up to the car door. DD#2 tries to open the door, but everytime she tries to open the door...this crazy bitch keeps slamming it shut. I am progressively getting angrier, but so far have said nothing to her.
Finally, she storms off and the ONLY thing that comes out of my mouth is "good for you". She threatened my kids, told me I was a terrible parent, could have either hit my kid in the face with the door or slammed her fingers in the door, and generally made a ranting scene..... While she was walking off, she was doing this arm waving thing pointing at the entire red line (which is easily more then half the loop on BOTH sides of the road).
I'm still not sure why she ONLY attacked me. I have a feeling it's because I look really young and she expected me not to put up a fight. Sadly, at the kids' school, I usually WON'T put up a fight over something so small. I also hate the fact that I didn't even really say anything back to her.
These are my nagging thoughts afterwards:
1) She probably thought she could get away with it because I look so young, and she needed to impart her "wisdom" onto me. This is the most logical, as she even stated "GAH! Kids these days!" Bitch, we are probably the same age. My looking young does NOT give you the excuse to random attack myself, my car, and my child.
2) She was watching me and waiting until I had hung up the phone.
3) She wanted to make a scene.
4) Maybe she was attacking me because I was the very first car technically on the red line?
5) Why attack only me?
6) She could have injured my child!
7) As soon as I left (not even 30 seconds after she walked away ranting), someone else took my spot. LOL So obviously, everyone else knows this spot is okay to park in...but her. Even the school administration sees no problem with it, as I am NOT parked illegally.
8) She almost broke my window.
9) I'm parking there again tomorrow, as I always do. I'm also dragging my husband with me, as she definitely wouldn't of done that shit in front of him. He's 6'5 and 230lbs (and military!). If I see her again or if she raps on my window again, I will call the cops and ask her if she has taken he psychotic medication today.
What a crazy bitch. I really hope no one stares at me tomorrow. That was embarrassing.
God, I hate looking young.
I dress my age and curse like a sailor (usually when provoked). I have tried numerous hair styles and hair colors. I have tried numerous ways of wearing my make-up. None of it matters. People see what they want to see. What they see when they see me is a teenager. It will never go away! (This is not as bad as my sister who looks like she is perpetually 14.)
Before I get into my story, let me say this: I do NOT care if I will enjoy this by the time I am 50. I am NOT 50 now, and I am frankly rather tired of the reverse ageism. I have to carry about my birth certificate, AND two forms of IDs on me ALWAYS since I was 20. I am carded for everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING. I am constantly verbally attacked by strangers, thinking they can get away with it...because I'm just sooo young and don't know better...so they'd better tell me!
My husband has been told he cannot get a glass of wine at a restaurant because MY ID looked fake. I have had women come up to me lecturing me about what I named my children (all Irish/Celtic common names??). I have had women lecture me on discipline, for NO reason whatsover (my kids behave beautifully most of the time). I have had women tell me to put shoes on my newborn (DD#2), even though she couldn't walk, it was summer, and she was wearing socks. I have had people ask me if I am on welfare and what it is like being a single mother. (Eh? Never been on welfare?) I have had people tell me I am throwing my life away by having a child while I was a teenager (I was 22ish at the time and I have a degree in Criminal Justice). A male doctor even went so far as to try to convince my husband to have me "fixed" because I was just too young for the responsibility of another child (okay...I was 24). My current OB appointments are usually the same doctor, but last time a new chick doctor decided to impart her OWN wisdom onto me (because I'm too young to know better) about birth control. By the way, my favorite was when a cop once pulled me over and tried to have me arrested for driving under age?? Hence all my IDs are on me always.
Yes, I shit you not. WOMEN MY AGE, will walk up to me any time/place/event and verbally assault me for whatever injustice they perceive or to impart their wisdom onto such a young person. They think they can get away with it, because I *LOOK* like I'm a teenager. They assume it's their job to "put me in my place". But, I'm not that young. I'm usually their age, if not older, and I am REALLY tired of them making comments to me!!! Mind your business, bitches!
Okay, so at my daughters' school the line to pick up the kids is pure hell and they make everyone pick up their kids in a specified area (meaning you can't really wait in your car unless you're parking the "loop" and this is explained every school year to ALL parents). My girls tend to get confused easily, and when they don't see the car right away they go to sit in the office thinking I forgot to pick them up (my eldest has Reactive Attachment Disorder). This is why I show up to pick them up AN HOUR in advance and aim for the same spot everyday. I park in the same spot everyday, and have done this since my eldest started school here. That means, 2+ years, I have ALWAYS been in the same parking spot. (If I can't get my spot, I park in a parking spot and get out of the car to wait for them...this almost never happens.)
There I am, having my me-time. I had just finished doing my budgettng for the next paycheck and just finished talking on the phone to husband about it. I remember the time exactly, as he had an appointment at 2:30pm and that is exactly when the kids get out of school. It was 2:27 pm. 3 minutes to spare! Go me!
Not even 5 seconds after hanging up the phone with him, some middle aged bitch is rapping on my car window with her knuckles. Naturally, I thought it was important. So, I turn the car on and turn off the radio. Then, I roll the window down. While I am doing this her "rapping" turns into "pounding". The car is shaking, the glass is shaking and I'm freaking out thinking it was REALLY important. (Hey, I'm pregnant, I might of left the gas tank open or something equally stupid...right?)
I get the window down, and she starts FLIPPING out on me. I mean, full on screaming at the top of her lungs and EVERYONE is staring. She has a backpack on, she's slightly pudgey, and looks like she is my age. She also has 3 small kids with her. So, she's obviously another parent and NOT faculty. (If it was faculty asking me to move, I would gladly move. I have before, and the secretary knows I will move if asked politely)
Mind you, before this happened, I noticed a bus dropping off students after a mini-field trip. Must have been for some other grade, because my kids didn't have a field trip that day. I only noticed when I was on the phone because the bus did NOT use the bus loop. This is a loop specifically FOR buses. I was also making sure that I wasn't parked in the way...but with it so close to school being out, there was a HUGE line of cars in every which direction (including in front and behind me, I was essentially blocked in...which almost always happens). Naturally, I wasn't going to move as I was not the ONLY person parked on the red line.
Okay, so she starts flipping out about how I am parked on the "red line" and in the way of the bus (eh? bus was already gone and if I'm in the way, so are the 12 people behind me). The entire loop is a red line or teal line (not sure what teal means?). The fire hydrant is actually across and behind me, so I am not in the fire lane. I am also BARELY in the red. I am the first car parked in the red (half my car goes into the red, as I don't want to block the handicapped ramp...). I'm unsure as to why she picked ME to bang on and make a scene with. I'm also unsure as to why it was such a big deal when the bus was already long gone, and why she chose ME and ONLY ME to attack. She did NOT attack anyone else.
So, by the time she is completely making a scene and EVERYONE is staring...my youngest gets out of school and walks up to the car door. DD#2 tries to open the door, but everytime she tries to open the door...this crazy bitch keeps slamming it shut. I am progressively getting angrier, but so far have said nothing to her.
Finally, she storms off and the ONLY thing that comes out of my mouth is "good for you". She threatened my kids, told me I was a terrible parent, could have either hit my kid in the face with the door or slammed her fingers in the door, and generally made a ranting scene..... While she was walking off, she was doing this arm waving thing pointing at the entire red line (which is easily more then half the loop on BOTH sides of the road).
I'm still not sure why she ONLY attacked me. I have a feeling it's because I look really young and she expected me not to put up a fight. Sadly, at the kids' school, I usually WON'T put up a fight over something so small. I also hate the fact that I didn't even really say anything back to her.
These are my nagging thoughts afterwards:
1) She probably thought she could get away with it because I look so young, and she needed to impart her "wisdom" onto me. This is the most logical, as she even stated "GAH! Kids these days!" Bitch, we are probably the same age. My looking young does NOT give you the excuse to random attack myself, my car, and my child.
2) She was watching me and waiting until I had hung up the phone.
3) She wanted to make a scene.
4) Maybe she was attacking me because I was the very first car technically on the red line?
5) Why attack only me?
6) She could have injured my child!
7) As soon as I left (not even 30 seconds after she walked away ranting), someone else took my spot. LOL So obviously, everyone else knows this spot is okay to park in...but her. Even the school administration sees no problem with it, as I am NOT parked illegally.
8) She almost broke my window.
9) I'm parking there again tomorrow, as I always do. I'm also dragging my husband with me, as she definitely wouldn't of done that shit in front of him. He's 6'5 and 230lbs (and military!). If I see her again or if she raps on my window again, I will call the cops and ask her if she has taken he psychotic medication today.
What a crazy bitch. I really hope no one stares at me tomorrow. That was embarrassing.
God, I hate looking young.
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Momzilla or Bridezilla?
http://news.sky.com/story/864594/bourne-ultimatum-mum-in-laws-manners-guide
I am on the MILs side. I have a terrible MIL, and horrible GMIL. So, I know both sides of the fence.
At the very least, Heidi was talking badly about the MIL and rest of the family in a PUBLIC local location. Did she really think this wouldn't get back to the MIL? Regardless of everything else that *might* of happened in the MILs eyes, THIS is by far the WORST thing ANYONE can do.
Not only that, but Heidi's little negative gossiping did NOT stop with the locals...she ALSO forwarded the email to CONTINUE her smear compaign.
Yes, the letter was harsh. However, I don't blame the MIL for 1) emailing (she probably didn't want to get into a screaming match with this girl), and 2) pointing out that her future DIL is a RUDE, GOSSIPING, EVIL bitch...is not a bad thing.
I'd be fairly angry if someone was constantly gossiping about MY family, WHILE they were in my house...and even when I tried to address my many concerns (some of which were petty), she forwarded what I said.
As per the "diabetes" aspect of Heidi's rudeness, I don't buy it for one second. Even if you could excuse some of the dinner rituals/rudeness for her diabetes, there are millions of OTHER people who have diabetes and do NOT act like this. It also does NOT excuse Heidi's penchant for negative gossip.
I also think that while Heidi's parents are not paying for much of the wedding, for Heidi to pretentiously make comments about getting married in a CASTLE (ffs)...while in front of the ILs...is just insane. Regardless of her parents situation, if her parents aren't helping with 50% of the wedding...the MIL has EVERY right to tell this little princess she is WAY off base. It may be the bride's wedding, but if the ILs are paying...they have a say in the BUDGET. I think it's completely unrealistic and downright spoiled to want to get married in a castle, without offering any financial assistance to get to that goal.
I don't feel any sympathy for Heidi. She opened a can of worms, and when she got called on it...she decided to stir the pot more. Heidi needs to grow the fuck up.
I am on the MILs side. I have a terrible MIL, and horrible GMIL. So, I know both sides of the fence.
At the very least, Heidi was talking badly about the MIL and rest of the family in a PUBLIC local location. Did she really think this wouldn't get back to the MIL? Regardless of everything else that *might* of happened in the MILs eyes, THIS is by far the WORST thing ANYONE can do.
Not only that, but Heidi's little negative gossiping did NOT stop with the locals...she ALSO forwarded the email to CONTINUE her smear compaign.
Yes, the letter was harsh. However, I don't blame the MIL for 1) emailing (she probably didn't want to get into a screaming match with this girl), and 2) pointing out that her future DIL is a RUDE, GOSSIPING, EVIL bitch...is not a bad thing.
I'd be fairly angry if someone was constantly gossiping about MY family, WHILE they were in my house...and even when I tried to address my many concerns (some of which were petty), she forwarded what I said.
As per the "diabetes" aspect of Heidi's rudeness, I don't buy it for one second. Even if you could excuse some of the dinner rituals/rudeness for her diabetes, there are millions of OTHER people who have diabetes and do NOT act like this. It also does NOT excuse Heidi's penchant for negative gossip.
I also think that while Heidi's parents are not paying for much of the wedding, for Heidi to pretentiously make comments about getting married in a CASTLE (ffs)...while in front of the ILs...is just insane. Regardless of her parents situation, if her parents aren't helping with 50% of the wedding...the MIL has EVERY right to tell this little princess she is WAY off base. It may be the bride's wedding, but if the ILs are paying...they have a say in the BUDGET. I think it's completely unrealistic and downright spoiled to want to get married in a castle, without offering any financial assistance to get to that goal.
I don't feel any sympathy for Heidi. She opened a can of worms, and when she got called on it...she decided to stir the pot more. Heidi needs to grow the fuck up.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Horrible Customers Rant
I've worked in fast food, and dealt with many angry customers. I worked there for the last two years, before I decided enough was enough. I worked there at 28 yrs old, though I looked like I was 15...and BOY did a LOT of customers try to use that to their advantage. They thought they could intimidate a teenager, but I'm not a teenager. I didn't spit in their food, I didn't get angry when THEY messed up their own order. I didn't even see any retaliation on the part of any other employees, which we all would NEVER do.
However, the final straw for me was the woman that came into the restaurant and decided to start flipping out. I've dealt with angry customers before, so this was no different. She was angry that we gave her a SMALL orange juice, instead of a large. We didn't give her a large, nor charge her for a large, since the machine was broken (things tended to break a LOT) and we were hand making the orange juice. The cashiers were told NOT to sell med/lrg by management. I tried to explain calmly, but she just kept flipping out. She brought in my age, and told me I'd never amount to anything.
I calmly took off my hat, took off my name badge and stepped around the counter. She had the most bewildered look on her face. I turned to her and said, "Miss, I am 28 yrs old. I would never treat anyone this disrespectfully in my life. I have two degrees, and CHOSE to do this job because I have NEVER worked in fast food before. I'm using this as a life experience. Because of your attitude today, I have realized just how entitled and nasty customers can be. YOU are NOT always right and you obviously haven't listened to a word I've said. The machine is broken. If you don't like that then feel free to fix it yourself." I think this raving witch was the final straw for me, and with that I quit.
I will say that when I used to go out before working there, I was a complainer. I got angry if people didn't get my order correct, I didn't yell..but I definitely didn't go back. Now, I have a lot more patience and usually tip 25% (the servers at restaurants here know me and will sit to chat with me now). If I receive horrible customer service, I will speak to a manager. I will write a scathing review, but I will absolutely NOT attack the waitress/waiter to their face. Things happen.
This is a smallish town in the middle of nowhere. The Chili's here has notoriously horrendous service. We used to go every once in a while to mix things up, but now we have absolutely refused to go back. Chili's is the ONLY place I do NOT tip bad servers more then 10%. I am not a big believer in tipping someone for a job well done, when they didn't do a job well done. I can overlook a lot of things, but for some reason I have too many issues to JUST Chili's.
Yes, I feel that a lot of people in America have an entitled attitude. It's how they were raised, and how they're raising their kids. I think it would be a good idea for EVERYONE to have to work in a fast food restuarant. I had a lot of fun when I worked there, and the customers were AWESOME (mostly). All it takes is for one person to change how they treat menial workers, and that influences a lot of other people. Just because they are working in fast food, doesn't mean they don't have a degree or NEED this job. I personally used to be an ADA for 10 yrs, then I had children. I took this job to figure out IF I wanted to work again. I actually make MORE money selling on ebay, then I do working at that place.
There will always be that ONE jerk at the bank who can't speak English and is screaming at the teller in Spanish. There is ALWAYS one, there will always BE one.
PS. I now take pictures or video of people flipped out in public and post them on my facebook page. It's such a small town that word gets around, and the person usually corrects or apologizes for their actions. Public shaming WORKS for people like this, especially in small towns. If you're going to act like a jerk, then don't be surprised when people TREAT you like you're one.
However, the final straw for me was the woman that came into the restaurant and decided to start flipping out. I've dealt with angry customers before, so this was no different. She was angry that we gave her a SMALL orange juice, instead of a large. We didn't give her a large, nor charge her for a large, since the machine was broken (things tended to break a LOT) and we were hand making the orange juice. The cashiers were told NOT to sell med/lrg by management. I tried to explain calmly, but she just kept flipping out. She brought in my age, and told me I'd never amount to anything.
I calmly took off my hat, took off my name badge and stepped around the counter. She had the most bewildered look on her face. I turned to her and said, "Miss, I am 28 yrs old. I would never treat anyone this disrespectfully in my life. I have two degrees, and CHOSE to do this job because I have NEVER worked in fast food before. I'm using this as a life experience. Because of your attitude today, I have realized just how entitled and nasty customers can be. YOU are NOT always right and you obviously haven't listened to a word I've said. The machine is broken. If you don't like that then feel free to fix it yourself." I think this raving witch was the final straw for me, and with that I quit.
I will say that when I used to go out before working there, I was a complainer. I got angry if people didn't get my order correct, I didn't yell..but I definitely didn't go back. Now, I have a lot more patience and usually tip 25% (the servers at restaurants here know me and will sit to chat with me now). If I receive horrible customer service, I will speak to a manager. I will write a scathing review, but I will absolutely NOT attack the waitress/waiter to their face. Things happen.
This is a smallish town in the middle of nowhere. The Chili's here has notoriously horrendous service. We used to go every once in a while to mix things up, but now we have absolutely refused to go back. Chili's is the ONLY place I do NOT tip bad servers more then 10%. I am not a big believer in tipping someone for a job well done, when they didn't do a job well done. I can overlook a lot of things, but for some reason I have too many issues to JUST Chili's.
Yes, I feel that a lot of people in America have an entitled attitude. It's how they were raised, and how they're raising their kids. I think it would be a good idea for EVERYONE to have to work in a fast food restuarant. I had a lot of fun when I worked there, and the customers were AWESOME (mostly). All it takes is for one person to change how they treat menial workers, and that influences a lot of other people. Just because they are working in fast food, doesn't mean they don't have a degree or NEED this job. I personally used to be an ADA for 10 yrs, then I had children. I took this job to figure out IF I wanted to work again. I actually make MORE money selling on ebay, then I do working at that place.
There will always be that ONE jerk at the bank who can't speak English and is screaming at the teller in Spanish. There is ALWAYS one, there will always BE one.
PS. I now take pictures or video of people flipped out in public and post them on my facebook page. It's such a small town that word gets around, and the person usually corrects or apologizes for their actions. Public shaming WORKS for people like this, especially in small towns. If you're going to act like a jerk, then don't be surprised when people TREAT you like you're one.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Ray Wright, Ranika Wills and Creating a Black Mob
According to the original video, it was posted on the cameraman's fake facebook account. He is 12 years old, and is seen in a photo holding a loaded gun. The little shit holding the camera instigates the entire event, and the only reason the little 3 yr old was getting beat up? Because she was "spying" on them. Yup. So, they tortue this little girl and attack her because of some perceived slight against them.
This woman clearly has no problem with what, at least 3, of her children were doing. She has more of a problem with George Zimmerman. WTF. It may sound horrible, but if I was this little girls' parents...I'd be calling the cops, or beating the shit outta the kids. This wasn't just one kid, it was FOUR kids doing this to a THREE yr old. They are even PROUD of their behavior!! (Thanks for linking this Clay)
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=b00_1377453339
Update: The little shit HAD a facebook page where he was holding a LOADED gun in a picture. The facebook page has since been taken down and deleted. His mother's name is: Ranika Wills, and she is the mother of the little girls too. According to his mother, her precious little shits did nothing wrong and that "little girls fight". She told a caller that he should have called George Zimmerman instead of her...uh, what?? She is more upset that her son was threatened over the internet. No one knows who the white little girl is. Also, the reason they were beating the little girl? She was supposedly "spying" on them... Minneapolis, Minnesota btw folks.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoJ3CMQVsXY
That's an anon call to the mother. Even in the anon call, the mother is basically acting like this no big deal. "Kids fight" and "I blame the internet". I blame HER and her BAD parenting.
Here is her contact details:
Ranika Wills - Ray Wright mother
(763) 789-4140
206 42nd Ave Ne,
Minneapolis, Minnesota
The fathers speak out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MajTdI_qvBw
Obviously, Ranika Wills, is not on the same page as her husband/baby daddy. The father might not raise his children to be racist, or bullies, but obviously the 12 year old is BOTH and his MOTHER is not helping either. I also doubt that the mother is willing to punish her kid, she sees nothing wrong with it.
I highly doubt the MOTHER is on board with her son being punished. He obviously learned this type of behavior from somewhere. If not the father, then definitely from Ranika Wills. Her attitude about the entire incident just shows she IS racist, and doesn't CARE about what happened. I feel bad for the little girl, and I'm happy a resolution came about...but I am unhappy that the mother and the 12 yr old really saw no problem with how he was acting! The father has a good head, but NOT the mother.
This woman clearly has no problem with what, at least 3, of her children were doing. She has more of a problem with George Zimmerman. WTF. It may sound horrible, but if I was this little girls' parents...I'd be calling the cops, or beating the shit outta the kids. This wasn't just one kid, it was FOUR kids doing this to a THREE yr old. They are even PROUD of their behavior!! (Thanks for linking this Clay)
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=b00_1377453339
Update: The little shit HAD a facebook page where he was holding a LOADED gun in a picture. The facebook page has since been taken down and deleted. His mother's name is: Ranika Wills, and she is the mother of the little girls too. According to his mother, her precious little shits did nothing wrong and that "little girls fight". She told a caller that he should have called George Zimmerman instead of her...uh, what?? She is more upset that her son was threatened over the internet. No one knows who the white little girl is. Also, the reason they were beating the little girl? She was supposedly "spying" on them... Minneapolis, Minnesota btw folks.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoJ3CMQVsXY
That's an anon call to the mother. Even in the anon call, the mother is basically acting like this no big deal. "Kids fight" and "I blame the internet". I blame HER and her BAD parenting.
Here is her contact details:
Ranika Wills - Ray Wright mother
(763) 789-4140
206 42nd Ave Ne,
Minneapolis, Minnesota
The fathers speak out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MajTdI_qvBw
Obviously, Ranika Wills, is not on the same page as her husband/baby daddy. The father might not raise his children to be racist, or bullies, but obviously the 12 year old is BOTH and his MOTHER is not helping either. I also doubt that the mother is willing to punish her kid, she sees nothing wrong with it.
I highly doubt the MOTHER is on board with her son being punished. He obviously learned this type of behavior from somewhere. If not the father, then definitely from Ranika Wills. Her attitude about the entire incident just shows she IS racist, and doesn't CARE about what happened. I feel bad for the little girl, and I'm happy a resolution came about...but I am unhappy that the mother and the 12 yr old really saw no problem with how he was acting! The father has a good head, but NOT the mother.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Costume SuperCenter Sucks!
I recently ordered a costume from Costume SuperCenter (Mad Hatter, size M 7-8). The
hat has brown stains on it, and is falling apart at the seams (I can
tell the glue on the hat is coming off, and will reglue it later). The
bodice of the outfit is made from cheap plastic, and is WAY too
big...nowhere near what was stated in the size charts. I will need to
stitch this, or glue it. Even the back velcro closing
fasteners will need to be resewn on, as they are barely hanging on for
dear life. The bow on the front will need to be sewn on, as it is just
falling down and looks like a jumbled mess of green (nothing like a
bow).
I expect to have to tailor my children's costumes every year, that is why I order them so early. I do NOT expect to have to completely REMAKE the entire outfit.
I bought another costume from a rival costume supplier, and it only took 3 stitches to fix the sizing issues. With this company, I will be fixing this for at least a week AND trying to get the stains out of the hat. I could make a better costume myself, at home, for half the price and none of the hassle. (Next time I will do this, or go to a competitor.)
I am sure I could return this for a full refund, but it took 10 full business days to get to me as they sent it TO post my office (causing an additional FOUR day delay). If I were to return this now, at my own cost, I will be out even MORE money and I doubt I'd get the replacement (and fixed) back in time for Halloween. THIS is why I always order really early, and why they have lost a buyer.
PS. Last year I ordered a Southern Belle costume from them, it faired no better and I assumed it was a fluke. I ordered it in Aug, and received it one WEEK before Halloween. In less then 2 hours, the entire gown was falling apart at the seams. The cheap plastic undergown was completely ripped and is unusable next year. The metal inside the undergown, keeping the shape of the skirt, stabbed my daughter while trick or treating. I should have learned my lesson. This outfit took every spare moment of my time to attempt to fix before Halloween, as the shipping was super slow and the quality is CRAP.
Update: I was refunded $20.69, and then again $6.99, for a total of $27.68. I had to fight on the phone for the shipping refund. It took several calls and 15 days for it to be put into my account finally. It also was a huge pain having to explain over and over again what was wrong with the costume. They kept trying to convince me to just ship the costume back, at my own cost.
I expect to have to tailor my children's costumes every year, that is why I order them so early. I do NOT expect to have to completely REMAKE the entire outfit.
I bought another costume from a rival costume supplier, and it only took 3 stitches to fix the sizing issues. With this company, I will be fixing this for at least a week AND trying to get the stains out of the hat. I could make a better costume myself, at home, for half the price and none of the hassle. (Next time I will do this, or go to a competitor.)
I am sure I could return this for a full refund, but it took 10 full business days to get to me as they sent it TO post my office (causing an additional FOUR day delay). If I were to return this now, at my own cost, I will be out even MORE money and I doubt I'd get the replacement (and fixed) back in time for Halloween. THIS is why I always order really early, and why they have lost a buyer.
PS. Last year I ordered a Southern Belle costume from them, it faired no better and I assumed it was a fluke. I ordered it in Aug, and received it one WEEK before Halloween. In less then 2 hours, the entire gown was falling apart at the seams. The cheap plastic undergown was completely ripped and is unusable next year. The metal inside the undergown, keeping the shape of the skirt, stabbed my daughter while trick or treating. I should have learned my lesson. This outfit took every spare moment of my time to attempt to fix before Halloween, as the shipping was super slow and the quality is CRAP.
Update: I was refunded $20.69, and then again $6.99, for a total of $27.68. I had to fight on the phone for the shipping refund. It took several calls and 15 days for it to be put into my account finally. It also was a huge pain having to explain over and over again what was wrong with the costume. They kept trying to convince me to just ship the costume back, at my own cost.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Accosted By Charities and Being Treated Like A Child
The other day I ran out of eggs to make my daughter some cupcakes for her birthday. She requested these cupcakes specifically, and stupidly, I forgot to check and see if I had eggs. So, making an afternoon run to the grocery store was required.
Mind you, I usually only go to the store during the early morning weekdays or late as fuck on weeknights. I hate the traffic and I REALLY hate the patrons. Don't get me started on the many stories I have of other parents little snots or other people acting like complete assholes. Plus, it was going to take me an HOUR just to get a thing of fucking eggs. I was not happy, but I got the leave the kids at home with Dad. (Phew)
I know I look young, but I'm actually over 30 years ago. Without my kids in tow (and most of the time even with them), I get comments the most random obnoxious comments from people. Let's see, when I was 25 yrs old, and my daughter was 1 yr old...I was being attacked at stores for being a TEEN mother. Huh? Even after correcting them and sometimes (just to be an ass) showing my license....the comments never stopped from these people until I was WAY out of their line of sight.
I get pulled over for a random traffic stop, every month, for the past 3 years here. I almost always get asked if my ID is fake, and should I really be driving at such a young age? Eh? Want to see my Military ID? Here you go. Want to see my license? Here you go. It's never enough for these types of ignorant people. I even carry my birth certificate with me, always. (I keep extras at home, just in case I lose any of my identification)
I smoke and drink. I get carded at EVERY restaurant and gas station. No matter what. My husband, is almost NEVER carded. God forbid, once I even left my ID in the car and I showed a waiter my Military ID instead...that was a shitstorm of managers, etc, telling me they do NOT accept a federal ID. My husband offered to get my ID out of the car for me, but by then they weren't having it. We were eventually informed that my husband can drink, but I cannot. Nice. We haven't been back to that restaurant since.
Aside from strangers, we live in a small-ish town. We've been here quite a while now (5 years). The same people that card me every time, are the same people EVERY time. I'm really not kidding. I know where most of the LIVE. Ugh.
Anyways...back to my story.
So, I park my massive kid carrying SUV and go to walk into the front of the grocery store. I do briefly notice that the boy scouts are looking for donations. They had some cheap table set up, two kids, and one adult. I'm not sure what they were selling, aside from asking people for money. From what I can tell, they were being quiet and mostly not bothering people...until they saw ME.
I must have a sign on me that says: "Harass this chick for donations!!" Instead of letting them just go on my merry little way, the adult tells the kid to stop me. I hear this, but ignore it...hoping they don't mean me. The kid stands directly in my path and starts harassing me to donate to the Boy Scouts. I'm not interested. I barely have enough money as it is, being on a military pay grade and all those massive bills, so I politely tell the little shit that it's not gonna happen.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the adult do this shooing motion. I basically run to get around the kid and go inside. Thank god that's over with. Get my eggs, check out, and prepare myself to go back outside (I even called my husband and was speaking to him while I was leaving). At this point, I am hoping they don't remember me or just leave me alone. Not.so.much.
I guess they were waiting for me to come back out? I walk out the door and almost get tackled to the ground. Not only is it one kid, but both of them, AND the adult blocking my way now. They start telling me that I NEED to donate now, and if I don't I'm an evil person going to hell...or some shit like that. I look directly at the adult and say calmly: "I am on the phone. If I WAS interested in supporting your cause before, I am no longer interested. Let me pass." This does not work either.
For a good 5 minutes, I have all three of the shits trying to coerce me into donating. Their comments ranged from, "If you can't donate, then your parents will DEFINITELY donate." Um, what? My parents are pretty much almost dead, why would they care to give their even smaller amount of money to your cause? Why even bring my parents into this? (Yes, these 2 kids and adult thought I was like some 16 yr old...)
Finally, when I see a glimmer of an exit...I take it and run. While I'm going across the street, I hear the adult say: "If she can afford a a cellphone, she can afford to donate!" Of course, this makes all other people walking past stare at the evil woman who refused to donate to the Boy Scouts. Nice.
My second donation attempt story:
I was hanging up a ton of Halloween decorations in my house, about two weeks before Halloween. The particular ones that I was doing that day, were actually in my front bay windows. I was pretty much teetering on the edge of my couch, window open, trying to hang them up in the windows. Not a great position for me, especially in PJs.
So, I'm basically hanging out my window and trying to hang up random Halloween decorations into the window. I was one inch from falling, so I'm trying to hurry for my own safety, and I see this woman out of the corner of my eye being followed by a brood of 6 kidlets. She was walking up my driveway with her entire brood, waving at me through the window. (Creepy)
I do wind up falling off the couch when I see this bitch coming up my walkway with her brood. I actually hit my shin really badly on the metal part of my couch, so I was limping. I open the door slowly (don't want the damn dog to get free), and she proceeds to start introducing herself to me. I've been living here 5 years now, why are you just NOW introducing yourself to me?
After she introduces her entire brood to me, she tells me the REAL reason she is annoying the shit out of me. Well, didn't you know? She could see me setting things up for Halloween, and just KNEW it was the best time to catch me...because I am elusive. Her words, not mine.
She wants me to donate to her family, because her middle child has child diabetes. This kid is 100% healthy, and the type of diabetes he has is non-serious, and non-life threatening. Type 1, meaning he will need to take insulin the rest of his life...but he's not DYING like she tried to tell me.
Yes, so she brought her kids with her to try to guilt me into donating for her well-to-do family. Yes, she has more money then we do. She admitted to getting over $100,000 last year for her family because of her child's "condition". /sigh.
I told her that I'd have to ask my husband, and get back to her. Which ensued the conversation about how we can just put a check in her mailbox. Okay...right... I totally copped out and blamed the husband later, but in reality...neither one of us gave a SHIT about this woman's problems. Especially since she specfically didn't introduce herself to me UNTIL she wanted money from me. Fuck that.
Mind you, I usually only go to the store during the early morning weekdays or late as fuck on weeknights. I hate the traffic and I REALLY hate the patrons. Don't get me started on the many stories I have of other parents little snots or other people acting like complete assholes. Plus, it was going to take me an HOUR just to get a thing of fucking eggs. I was not happy, but I got the leave the kids at home with Dad. (Phew)
I know I look young, but I'm actually over 30 years ago. Without my kids in tow (and most of the time even with them), I get comments the most random obnoxious comments from people. Let's see, when I was 25 yrs old, and my daughter was 1 yr old...I was being attacked at stores for being a TEEN mother. Huh? Even after correcting them and sometimes (just to be an ass) showing my license....the comments never stopped from these people until I was WAY out of their line of sight.
I get pulled over for a random traffic stop, every month, for the past 3 years here. I almost always get asked if my ID is fake, and should I really be driving at such a young age? Eh? Want to see my Military ID? Here you go. Want to see my license? Here you go. It's never enough for these types of ignorant people. I even carry my birth certificate with me, always. (I keep extras at home, just in case I lose any of my identification)
I smoke and drink. I get carded at EVERY restaurant and gas station. No matter what. My husband, is almost NEVER carded. God forbid, once I even left my ID in the car and I showed a waiter my Military ID instead...that was a shitstorm of managers, etc, telling me they do NOT accept a federal ID. My husband offered to get my ID out of the car for me, but by then they weren't having it. We were eventually informed that my husband can drink, but I cannot. Nice. We haven't been back to that restaurant since.
Aside from strangers, we live in a small-ish town. We've been here quite a while now (5 years). The same people that card me every time, are the same people EVERY time. I'm really not kidding. I know where most of the LIVE. Ugh.
Anyways...back to my story.
So, I park my massive kid carrying SUV and go to walk into the front of the grocery store. I do briefly notice that the boy scouts are looking for donations. They had some cheap table set up, two kids, and one adult. I'm not sure what they were selling, aside from asking people for money. From what I can tell, they were being quiet and mostly not bothering people...until they saw ME.
I must have a sign on me that says: "Harass this chick for donations!!" Instead of letting them just go on my merry little way, the adult tells the kid to stop me. I hear this, but ignore it...hoping they don't mean me. The kid stands directly in my path and starts harassing me to donate to the Boy Scouts. I'm not interested. I barely have enough money as it is, being on a military pay grade and all those massive bills, so I politely tell the little shit that it's not gonna happen.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the adult do this shooing motion. I basically run to get around the kid and go inside. Thank god that's over with. Get my eggs, check out, and prepare myself to go back outside (I even called my husband and was speaking to him while I was leaving). At this point, I am hoping they don't remember me or just leave me alone. Not.so.much.
I guess they were waiting for me to come back out? I walk out the door and almost get tackled to the ground. Not only is it one kid, but both of them, AND the adult blocking my way now. They start telling me that I NEED to donate now, and if I don't I'm an evil person going to hell...or some shit like that. I look directly at the adult and say calmly: "I am on the phone. If I WAS interested in supporting your cause before, I am no longer interested. Let me pass." This does not work either.
For a good 5 minutes, I have all three of the shits trying to coerce me into donating. Their comments ranged from, "If you can't donate, then your parents will DEFINITELY donate." Um, what? My parents are pretty much almost dead, why would they care to give their even smaller amount of money to your cause? Why even bring my parents into this? (Yes, these 2 kids and adult thought I was like some 16 yr old...)
Finally, when I see a glimmer of an exit...I take it and run. While I'm going across the street, I hear the adult say: "If she can afford a a cellphone, she can afford to donate!" Of course, this makes all other people walking past stare at the evil woman who refused to donate to the Boy Scouts. Nice.
My second donation attempt story:
I was hanging up a ton of Halloween decorations in my house, about two weeks before Halloween. The particular ones that I was doing that day, were actually in my front bay windows. I was pretty much teetering on the edge of my couch, window open, trying to hang them up in the windows. Not a great position for me, especially in PJs.
So, I'm basically hanging out my window and trying to hang up random Halloween decorations into the window. I was one inch from falling, so I'm trying to hurry for my own safety, and I see this woman out of the corner of my eye being followed by a brood of 6 kidlets. She was walking up my driveway with her entire brood, waving at me through the window. (Creepy)
I do wind up falling off the couch when I see this bitch coming up my walkway with her brood. I actually hit my shin really badly on the metal part of my couch, so I was limping. I open the door slowly (don't want the damn dog to get free), and she proceeds to start introducing herself to me. I've been living here 5 years now, why are you just NOW introducing yourself to me?
After she introduces her entire brood to me, she tells me the REAL reason she is annoying the shit out of me. Well, didn't you know? She could see me setting things up for Halloween, and just KNEW it was the best time to catch me...because I am elusive. Her words, not mine.
She wants me to donate to her family, because her middle child has child diabetes. This kid is 100% healthy, and the type of diabetes he has is non-serious, and non-life threatening. Type 1, meaning he will need to take insulin the rest of his life...but he's not DYING like she tried to tell me.
Yes, so she brought her kids with her to try to guilt me into donating for her well-to-do family. Yes, she has more money then we do. She admitted to getting over $100,000 last year for her family because of her child's "condition". /sigh.
I told her that I'd have to ask my husband, and get back to her. Which ensued the conversation about how we can just put a check in her mailbox. Okay...right... I totally copped out and blamed the husband later, but in reality...neither one of us gave a SHIT about this woman's problems. Especially since she specfically didn't introduce herself to me UNTIL she wanted money from me. Fuck that.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
The Newest Ebay Buyer Scam!
I've been selling on ebay for 3 years now. Nothing serious, I'm just a casual poster. I decided that since I'm pregnant to start selling again (boredom), after a 6 month hiatus. I just didn't want to sell what I had originally sold, as I was being targetted by a LOT of scammers. (I officially post WAY more things on ealtbay.com, and while it doesn't sell so fast ... it's less fees and 150% better then ebay itself. I can also leave negative feedback on buyers, and the not selling as fast is a bonus for a casual poster like me.)
Most of the original scammers (3 in less then a month, and only selling a total of 10 auctions) claimed that item arrived broken and they immediately wanted a full refund. According to my own common sense, and ebay's policy, I always responded with "If it is broken, please take a picture and send it to me over ebay OR mail it back to me (you pay for return shipping)". If they opened a case, ebay would say the same thing to them...so I just reiterate what ebay would say, pretty much.
Of course, as soon as I said this, no one could verify that the items were actually broken. I decided that since the items were fairly cheap to mail, etc, I would just refund the money even if they couldn't verify. I didn't refund one person (she was a massive bitch and tried to tell me she'd leave bad feedback if I didn't immediately refund her...ebay also informed me not to refund her money as this was extortion) out of the three. I did receive 2 negative feedbacks (one from bitch face), and one neutral. Ebay never did remove those feedbacks, even if I was told they would. "Buyers opinion" and all that jazz. (Part of the reason why I relocated.) Plus side: I did get to respond to my negative feedbacks, and let people know that their claim of items being broken was never proven.
Whatever, I was done selling. I had never received a negative feedback the 2 years prior to that, as I really am a good seller and wouldn't want to waste my money either. I felt like an eye for an eye was appropriate, and if I spent money on something - it damn well better be working. I took a break because of these three situations, 6 months. (These three still exist on ebay, and one of which is listed on the badbuyerlist now - the bitch)
I posted about 50 items of a bunch of crap I had around my house, and sold about 15 of them in less then a week. All the while, I was trying to come up with this new idea of mine. I did a lot of research, crunching numbers, and googling. I know, very businesslike of me. So, while I'm coming up with this..I'm getting positive feedback left and right about my packaging and how they love their shit. Yay me! I'm also bringing checks to the bank.
Anyways, so this time I decided in my infinite wisdom to sell a dozen cookies. Not only was I going to sell cookies, and test it out with a single auction post, but I was going to make the kind I am allergic to the ingredients (stupid of me, I know). I made sure to list that I have a food handler's license, which I do, and that I would be making them the day of shipment with non-latex gloves (also allergic to latex - fuck my life!). I even made sure to list what was IN the cookies, so no one could claim I killed them later.
To my surprise, and horror, someone actually bought out my cookies without waiting for the auction to end! This means it was even more costly for them! Wow! I was in shell shock. Knowing this could possibly be too go to be true, I waited for the scam to hit me.
It took two days for the person to pay, but they finally did pay (after three invoices and a warning that I'd open an unpaid item case). All the while, I'm going "he's not gonna pay".. I made the cookies and instead of just making a dozen, I made three batches combined. I kept about two batches for myself, and stuck them on the counter for the kids to munch on, and sent the buyer NOT twelve as stated in the auction...but SIXTEEN cookies. This was also another precaution for me. If any of them were demolished, I wanted to make sure that there were extras in there. Plus, I was being nice.
I shipped them out the day of him paying (yes this was a GUY), and they arrive at the dude's house in less then 2 days. I shipped them priority first class small box mail. I wrapped each cookie individually to seal their freshness, and even added some bubble wrap just for kicks. (Well, he did buy out the auction after all, I could afford to add some more bubble wrap)
I then sent him an automated message to please let me know if there were any ISSUES (see this word? ISSUES) with his order, as I would like to clear them up immediately. I didn't want to have any neg feedback again, as those two previous ones had dropped my feedback %... /sigh I have since decided to NEVER send out this email ever again. It comes to bite me in the ass later. I mean really, I was just trying to be fucking nice...but a scammer will jump on that right away! NEVER try to contact people with this option, as they will try to abuse the fuck out of the system!!!
Okay, approximately 36 hours AFTER this fatass receives his package (10am in the morning he got it, and I shipped it at noon..so really like 32 hours)...he sends me the following email(UID: rick-roger):
"They were broken, crumbs or just hard..It was VERY hard.. It cost me over $8.00 for a SMALL dozen..I expected much better...i want refund"
It cost him that much because he bought out the only auction I had of them, and the shipping alone cost me easily $5.80 not counting my supreme packing I did (which is exactly how much he was charged). I decided to check out my own stash of cookies on the counter, which are still there, and not only are they NOT hard...they are STILL chewy. They came from the same batch and have been sitting in the AIR, not sealed like his were...for the same amount of time.
Naturally, this pissed me the fuck off. My husband was even more pissed, because it was his recipe (which I usually don't use). He also received MORE then a dozen, and no they are not "small". I took a picture of a batch we made the night before with a damn tape measurer against one of them. So, try again honey. Cookies don't get hard/stale within 4 days, especially when they are wrapped like Fort Knox. (This recipe actually has them go stale/hard about a 10 days or more. We know from experience.)
But this is ebay right? Must remain professional at all times. This was my official businesslike response to him (you can tell, I'm a little baffled and angry...this was before I started trolling the fuck out of him):
"I sent you 16 not a dozen, and made sure they were packed in a box with air tight seals on the actual cookies. Were all of them really broken and hard? Wow, they were made the day I mailed them and it only took 2 total days in the mail to get there. I expected them to at least survive better in shipping, especially since it was priority mailing. You've had them for a day and a half, is it possible that you have a picture of it that you can send me over ebay? Or return them to me for a full refund (you'd have to pay for shipping)?"
This is somewhat my usual response to these types of situations. When he responded, I wasn't going to let it go either. I was NOT offering a refund on FOOD (for fuck's sake, I know you ate it), even if Ebay would MAKE me. But, I wanted to call his bluff first. I also started coming up with a diabolical plan, that I'd probably only use in one of my MMORPGs to fuck with someone.
I start investigating the guy. No idea why I didn't before. He only has 7 positive feedback, all for the same type of item (not food), and never left ANY other feedback for sellers. Interesting. So, they leave him feedback but he leaves none in return? Huh. I also look at my paypal account, and find out that on ebay it's a dude...but on paypal, it's a chick. Even more interesting. Same address and same last name, but it looks like he bought them for his family or something. (You can definitely tell from his emails it's a dude)
Okay, so the more I'm investigating, the more I start ripping apart his email. To quote:
"They were broken, crumbs or just hard..It was VERY hard" Hm...what is this pick your defect day? I know I sent multiple items, but that is a LOT of excuses for one thing. Usually, if something is wrong I get a response like: "It was broken"...not it was broken, and the sky was falling that day, and it was hard, but not just hard...very hard! Grr... (My own cookies mind you are still not even close to being hard and they are not "crumbly")
I get the typical response: "i want refund" again, and so starts my trolling. I also offered to provide him with a video tape of me packing the cookies, and showing how some of my own cookies came from the same batch via a video. (Total bluff, I didn't make a video of me separating the cookies or packing them) But, I was just sooo baffled!!!!
It really didn't take much convincing or pretend ignorance on my part...which shows this guy isn't a fucking pro at this. He keeps repeating that he didn't eat ANY of the cookies, as they were pretty much inedible and I shipped them HORRIBLY!! (My ass...)
I asked him if the cookie recipe came out okay, that maybe it was the recipe I used...but I was unsure as to why my own cookies from the SAME batch, were not hard yet and still sitting on my counter. After this latest "poor me, my recipe sucks" troll - he does ADMIT to eating my cookies! My cookies were "full of flavor"!! Wow asshole, so apparently, at some of them arrived in good enough condition for you to shovel down your throat, huh? (Even Ebay shouldn't refund this guy when he obviously ATE the item in question, MAYBE a partial refund...but that's a stretch)
He still wants a refund though....until...I tell him that I am more then happy to open a case to ebay with him, and let them help us resolve the matter professionally. "As I couldn't just up and nilly willy give him a refund without their say so (as it is their site, and I'd rather not get into trouble by the ebay gods...)...." LOL This is 100% NOT true. I could have refunded him at any time on either ebay or paypal.
I guess this guy just didn't want ebay involved, because this is the response I get:
"im sorry..i don't expect a refund and I don't know how to do the picture thing. You ask what THE CONDITION of the cookies so that is why made the statement...They were really crumbly and quite a lot of the were broken..May I suggest you cushion the blow..The flavor o the cookies are very good. please package them differently."
I never asked for the condition of the cookies, I told him to let me know if there were ISSUES with the package. I didn't specify which type of issues. But, I liked how as soon as I asked for proof and offered up that I had proof of my own (I didn't really)...and decided to involve ebay with all of my proof for them to sort out, he immediately backed down. He also admits, once again, that my cookies tasted very good. (I think he was trying assuage my fears of being a terrible chef still.)
If my cookies are hard, and falling apart...then how or rather why the fuck did you eat them? For that matter, who eats 16 cookies in that short of time? My husband is a firm believer that they all got there okay, if not most of them okay (I mean, we sent extras just in case) and he wanted me to send another batch or to have his cookies and eat them for free. Wasn't going to happen.
I had a lot of fun with this one, though. He was a regular idiot. At the end, even after this email, he kept trying to assure me that my cookies didn't suck. So instead of just getting the guy away from a refund and negative feedback, I also made him assure me and apologize! LOL I struck a whole new level of awesome today.
From what I have seen of this type of particular scammer - they never know how to do the picture thing, and they NEVER want to send the item back... Most of my items are small and don't cost a lot, so they immediately expect a refund..and no they 99% of the time will NOT even send the item back because they "threw it out" or "lost it". Yup, not kidding. Those three feedbacks I got? Same thing with them. This guy makes #4.
They think just because it's a small item that you won't notice them scamming you, but I did. I watch that shit like a hawk. I may not like being social, and usually rub people the wrong way, but I can tell when someone is lying through their fucking teeth. I also know how to manipulate the fuck out of their lies to my favor AND play the "poor pitiful me" card on a scammer like this.
So if you are selling smaller items that don't sell for a lot of money, and someone immediately claims the item is broken or leaves feedback stating it. If they want you to refund their money WITHOUT proof. They assume because it costs so little, that you won't put up a fight and will just eat the cost. I learned this the hard way. I will NEVER refund without PROOF again. I will fight for that $.01, and hopefully in the future...eventually teach them a lesson.
Update: I did receive negative feedback from this tool. "Sorry, the cookies were crumbled and broken. But the pieces had good flavor" My response was: "Buyer ATE cookies, cdn't refund w/no proof. Extra were sent (16 total). SCAM" He admitted to eating the cookies, and that the problem (if it existed) wasn't even on my end...yet he left negative feedback. Real mature. Let's leave negative feedback because we won't be getting a refund.
I called ebay and since I didn't claim in my post that "cookies might be broken", I couldn't remove the feedback...regardless of common sense. If they are good enough to eat, then why leave the feedback? If the feedback was left because they can't get a refund, then that's revenge feedback and illegal...and if they refuse to change their feedback unless a refund, that's extortion. Not hard to figure this out.
I've once again removed all my items off of ebay again. I'm swapping to ealtbay for good now.
Update #2: Actually, I DID write in my post that some of the cookies could be broken. Ebay was essentially running me around with bullshit. No surprise there. I was also told by Ebay to request a feedback removal/edit, so I did. Boy, that was a bad idea.
Not only did the buyer NOT want to change what they wrote. But, I got the following two NASTY responses:
"I ate pieces of cookies. They arrived crumbled or broken. Not suitable for guests. No I donot want more cookies or a refund. I learned not to buy cookies on line the hard way."
"I'm sorry but you packaged them with no cushioning.. and that was your responsibility.. Yes I ate broken cookies..only three whole ones. The box was dented. Sorry, my review stands. You'll have to learn from your mistakes. And no I'm not asking for any refund."
So this fucker wants to teach me a random lesson? Gee, thanks. I didn't know my Dad was buying shit off ebay from me. I didn't actually MAKE any mistakes. I just learned, once again, that Ebay is ALL about the buyers. Also, no surprise there.
This was my lengthy response, and I tried to keep it as professional as possible:
If the product was of enough quality to eat (but not good enough to leave a positive or neutral feedback) the product should not have been 'consumed'. Which you claim to have done despite your complaints. The box being dented is the fault of the shipping company, not myself. It was not dented when i sent it, and I have photographic proof of that, which I will kindly display as proof that the box was not damaged before being sent out.
If you are going to be making claims that things are broken/crumbling/hard, then you need to prove it. If you can not prove it, then you don't get a refund (Ebay's policy as well as my own.), replacement NOR my sympathy. You wouldn't walk into Walmart without the defective item and 1) demand a refund or 2) start complaining about the entire business franchise over one bad shipment. The shipment being damaged upon delivery is not my fault, but the fault of the shipping company which delivered it to you.
You were offered more of the purchased product to compensate for the damaged cookies. You declined. I offered to refund your purchase, and you could not provide proof that the contents of the package were damaged. I therefor rescind my offer to provide you a refund based on your either unwillingness or inability to provide proof of a defective product.
Since you cannot prove your "claims" to either my or Ebay's satisfactory, no Refund will be given. Your overall behavior has been deplorable throughout this entire business venture since your package arrived. In no way, shape or form have you been willing to cooperate with me to ensure a means of reaching a satisfactory agreement for your claims of a defective product, which was still good enough to consume. Your own words said 'They arrived crumbled or broken. Not suitable for guest.' And yet you still claim to have consumed them, despite all your complaints about them.
Next time you want to claim something is broken, defective or otherwise unpresentable, please provide proof before consuming the product. My response to your feedback stands, as it is MY opinion of this transaction. You need to learn from YOUR mistakes. If a product is defective, as you claim, then one or several options need to be taken to back up your claim.
1. Photographic evidence be made immediately upon discovering a product that is unsatisfactory in any way to prove that it is either broken, defective, or unfit for the use it was intended for.
2. Returning the defective product back to the sender (Do not consume the product if you are unsatisfied with it.)
3. Provide pictures with your complaint so that you can either get more of the same product or get a refund.
It is my hope you will review this response accordingly and provide a more constructive feedback to future sellers, as well as possible proof of your unsatisfactory claim. If you provide neither, I will assume that this was an attempted effort on your part to scam me either out of more services or to get a refund while keeping the already delivered product for free.
To sum up my experience: This buyer wasn't happy the minute that package was in the mail. They didn't want a refund, and they didn't want a replacement sent out. This was a no win situation, and I was very nice during the whole transaction. My feedback score is now 72.7%. Go me. I'm just happy that it's over with, and I got some kicks in. The guy admitted to eating the cookies within 10 hours of receiving them, he ate 16 cookies in less then 10 hours...by himself. I was really tempted to call him a fat fuck. I kept it professional as possible.
By the by, when you keep saying you're sorry to a seller and then act like an asshole...it just makes them want to rip your nuts off.
Update #3:
This woman has no life and feels the need to try to "shame" me. Her lectures fall on deaf ears, as she is showing her true colors.
Three messages in less then an hour from her:
"I'm sorry but you packaged them with no cushioning.. and that was your responsibility.. Yes I ate broken cookies..only three whole ones. The box was dented. Sorry, my review stands. You'll have to learn from your mistakes. And no I'm not asking for any refund."
"You are mistaken, I consumed only approx. one cookie..You assumed I ate all of them..Shame on you..I WILL send the remaining ones back to you...Well packaged so you can see for yourself. I purchased many things from ebay but I never have dealt with someone so bitter and angery. And no , it's NOT the carriers fault. It's YOUR fault for not doing a better job in packaging."
"Shame on you, you know you have a packaging problem and you lace into me...I just read your feedback from some of you customers..Shame,, Shame"
This was my response...and as always I tried to keep it professional:
"As previously stated, you are more then welcome to return them, but I will not issue a refund when the item has been consumed. You have already claimed to have eaten 3 or more cookies, and your story is constantly changing. Without ANY proof, and even a portion eaten, there is no basis for a refund or even to be continuing a conversation with you.
If you have a problem with the condition the package arrived, contact the USPS. They will be more then happy to find the driver that delivered them to you.
Until you provide proof, without any cookies being eaten AT ALL, you will not receive a refund NOR another response from me. According to Ebay's standards, you are not eligible for even a partial refund at this stage.
Since you have stated numerous times you want neither a refund or replacement, this conversation is over. You are more then welcome to scour Ebay's website for their policies (as I have done), but I will not continue to repeat myself.
If you dislike the way I packaged my goods, that is completely your opinion. You did NOT pay for additional packaging. If you wanted additional packaging, you should have messaged me prior to paying for the item. Since you did NOT pay for additional secure packaging, they were shipped for the exact price of postage.
You have received 16 cookies, some broken, and have eaten a portion (if not all) of them. In my ad, it says that some cookies may get broken in transit. You were prewarned that some may break, and that is why I sent you extra. You are welcome.
I have blocked you from future sales, just so you won't have this issue with me again. I will not be changing my policies nor can I change Ebay's policies. If you dislike Ebay's policies, feel free to contact an Ombudsman.
Prior to your complaint, I had two issues with packaging out of over 40 total transactions. That is less then 12% complaints of a packaging issue. One is from 6 months ago, and one is from over a year ago (which will go away soon). Those two prior complaints were also unfounded, with ZERO proof (as is the case with YOU). They were also for completely different items, not food. They also did NOT consume the product, so I nicely (and not needed) refunded them 100%. I will not refund you, as your attitude is unprofessional and you have consumed the product (with ZERO proof).
Bringing up my feedback is also a good way for Ebay to ban your account for attempted extortion. Due to this, I have decided to cease all contact with you. Your messages will now be deleted immediately upon being sent. I have blocked you from future contact. This will be the last message you receive from me.
To reiterate: Until you can provide proof that the items were damaged upon arrival, without ANY consumption, there will be no refund nor a replacement. Which, you yourself have stated you want neither. So, to stop this "debate" on your part, I have blocked you completely.
Have a blessed day, and thanks for shopping!
PS. I have also reported your messages for harassment. Your attempts to shame and/or enlighten me, are completely unprofessional. Ebay is not to be used to insult, degrade, or shame. Ebay is a "yard sale" type of website. It is not to be used to attempt to install your version of morals or ethics. I have been nothing but professional in my responses to you, and even listed Ebay's policies for your future benefit. If you do not like Ebay's policies, then as previously stated, contact an Ombudsman or your local congressman."
She has a problem with my packaging, when I individually sealed each of the 16 cookies and wrapped them in bubble wrap to avoid breaking. I sent her 4 extra, and she claimed the box was dented. You can tell her story has changed a lot. From eating crumbles and broken pieces, to eating 3 cookies, and now to eating only 1. She got mad the box was dented, and when I pointed out that it was not my fault if the box is dented...she is now attacking MY packaging. She's lucky she even got bubblewrap.
Since I have told her I have blocked her (and I did, it's just not fucking working), I will respond to all other messages with "This message could not be delivered". At least, until she gets the hint. She'll send more, and I'll keep posting her little fit of rage...but I won't respond. She needs to get a job and stop trying to be the moral police...when she has lied multiple times to me.
This was the only response I have received from her since:
"Miss, I was a Ombudsman for the state of Pa..an retired from it."
It is obvious this person is NOT an Ombudsman. They are either elected or hand-selected. If this person can't even type appropriately, I doubt they are smart enough or even intelligent enough to be one. My Ebay name also says MRS. on it...not Miss. So, just shows how little she knew about her target. She couldn't even remember my address.
After this transaction, I sold two more and got perfect ratings. My feedback score is at a wonderful 75%. LOL
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$500 for rent isn't going to get you the Taj Mahal, but you could probably find something for this amount. $50 for power. $ 40 water and garbage. $200 a month for transportation, half that if you take a bus and walk. A phone for $40 a month. So you are going to need clothes. Even if you buy used clothes $50 month seems cheap. Now I don't even know if this could posibly be done at these figures, they are no where close my expenditures. But you are among the lucky one because this leaves you $220 for every other expenditure in your life that month. And that was at $10 an hour. That is 30% more than minimum wage.