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Life's Little Victories- Frozen Tundra edition:) - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
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Life's Little Victories- Frozen Tundra edition:)

I got on the phone first thing with the Product Protection Team.  (I can just picture them, spanning the globe and wrapping laptops in giant condoms;) This was to raise my one and only concern about how they were resolving my computer repair: giving me a gift card for its original 2014 purchase price plus tax= GOOD; taking "10-15 business days" to deliver same= BAD.

The automated system of course spent a good three minutes trying to get rid of me, referring me to the website and then taking me up a slippery phone tree of options, but I finally got The Guy.  He told me, repeatedly, that there was nothing he could do to expedite that time period.

Se habla call center. I know most of the tricks.  One of which is, don't piss off The Guy.  So I gently inquire as to whether one could arrange expedited shipping of the magic Thing at one's own cost. Erm, no.

Okayyyy... what kind of gift card is it? Because if it's a general-purpose Major Credit Card type, we could jigger our budget, charge the new computer with other funds, and just use the gift card up for other expenses once it arrived. Erm, no. It'll only be good at the Two-Headed Office Hydra.

This  looks like a job for.... SUPERvisor! Is there anyone else there I can speak to who can authorize something expedited? Erm, erm, same as the firsts.

Can you at least email me when you have a tracking number through whatever service you use (UPS, Fedex, USPS, carrier pigeon)? Erm, they're just sent regular mail. (Of course. They HAVE inherent tracking on it through the use of the card, which people presumably gobble the instant they receive it.)

That's when the Little Victory finally arrived. Turns out it already was sent regular mail. As in yesterday. From either Louisiana or Virginia. So the damn thing will likely get here by Saturday,when our local store will be just about ending its GO AWAY WE'RE CLOSED clearance.  Just KNOWING that makes things infinitely better.


In other news, it's cold. In Buffalo. In January.

This is more newsworthy than you might think.  For most of December, we were breaking record temperatures- HIGH temperatures. We ate outside in the greenhouse the night(s) before Christmas.  For days, the daily high temperatures in LA were lower than the daily low temperatures in New York.  We got no measurable snow until last week, and still haven't had enough at any one time to merit a visit from our snowplow service. Finally, though, El Niño decided to take a siesta, and we got some cold air around here.  Not brutal, but shocking by comparison.

And us, with no gloves.

Eleanor did what she does; she knitted mittens.  I was more determined, though, to find the very nice pair I'd managed to keep through two straight brutal winters.  Not on the shelf by the garage door; not above the coats in the front hall closet.  Last night, I had the A-Ha! moment, and cleared crap off the top of my dresser, thinking they might be underneath the slag heap.

Erm, no. (But the crap did get cleared, so there's that.)

Still, one A-Ha! can lead to another.  Also in that pile was my sweatshirt from the December 2013 Frozen Frontier outdoor Amerks game in Rochester, played in 12F temps with me crazily in attendance.  Know what other souvenir I bought, out of sheer necessity, at that game?

This toque:


Now that I knew what to look for, the front hall closet yielded the prize, for within said hat, there were said gloves.

Hail to the Victors, no matter how small:)

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weebleswobble From: weebleswobble Date: January 5th, 2016 04:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
yay for finding the gloves! i'm still searching for my hat from last winter...
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 5th, 2016 07:56 pm (UTC) (Link)
It's under the bed.

(That's a line from a 1980s radio commercial voiced by a future law partner of mine; you'd be amazed how often it turns out to be true.)
weebleswobble From: weebleswobble Date: January 5th, 2016 10:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
due to puppy continually losing tennis balls under the bed and loudly demanding i immediately fetch them back out for him, my underbed is carefully and strategically blocked off. (yeah yeah, who trained who)
angledge From: angledge Date: January 5th, 2016 06:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
Finding your gloves counts as a HYUGE victory.
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 5th, 2016 07:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
Damn straight.

Still not enough snow here to make a functional snowball, but the fingers still get cold.
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