Rating: Incredibly enjoyable! Yaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!
Monday, June 27, 2011
Love Affair
Rating: Incredibly enjoyable! Yaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
The Bank Lady and Her Boobs
I am a newlywed and have been going through the process of changing my last name. Started with the DMV, did my Social Security card, various bills, school loans etc. I also went to my bank to have my name changed on my account, cards, checks etc.
I went in and told them why I was there. I waited. I met with the bank lady. I wasn't impressed. She seemed a little confused and even concerned herself that perhaps this whole name change thing wasn't going to work out so well. But she made her copies of my documents and I signed the paperwork, once with my old name, once with the new one and I got up to leave. Before going I asked "so my new cards and checks will arrive in the mail?" And she looked at me like I was insane. "OH, you want new cards and checks?!" I just said yes but I was thinking "ummm YEAH, that is why I came here. Why would I keep cards and checks in a name that was no longer mine?!" So she proceeds to tell me that I need to keep an eye on my online account and when I see the name change that I have to call her to order my new things. Um. Ok.
So I check the account but I never see a name change. In fact, I am only seeing my first name and can't find a last name anywhere on the account. So I call. I leave messages. I don't get a phone call back. When we finally connect she says, "You came and talked to me? Did you sign things?? I don't remember you at all. And yeah...your name hasn't changed in our system." Grrreeeaaaaat. She puts me on hold for 15 minutes to go look for the paperwork to come back and tell me that "they must have archived it already, I don't know where it is..................You will have to come in and do it all over again. When would you like to make the appointment?" I told her I would give her a call. But I went to a different location and had someone else do it. She was nice enough about the whole thing but I just didn't have a great deal of confidence in her abilities. And P.S. The other branch said they would take care of all of it. I didn't need to keep an eye on my account or call to order new things. I will have to keep you posted though because that was only 2 days ago.
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A week or so later I am with my grandmother at her mammogram appointment. And she has her walker and her purse etc. etc. so I go back with her to make sure she gets her gown on and puts her things in her locker without any trouble. And who do I see?! THE BANK LADY. It would have been one thing if I was also getting a mammogram. If I was also in a gown. Ya know, all of us women in it together, waiting to get our titties mashed. But that wasn't the case. We make direct eye contact. She is in her gown. I am in my jeans and t-shirt. Can we say awkward?! It was terrible! We pretended like we didn't know each other. Like it wasn't really happening. Although, if I am being totally honest, I was tempted to take the opportunity and remind her what my name is!
Rating: Not at all enjoyable. But kinda it's-such-a-small-world-funny too.
I went in and told them why I was there. I waited. I met with the bank lady. I wasn't impressed. She seemed a little confused and even concerned herself that perhaps this whole name change thing wasn't going to work out so well. But she made her copies of my documents and I signed the paperwork, once with my old name, once with the new one and I got up to leave. Before going I asked "so my new cards and checks will arrive in the mail?" And she looked at me like I was insane. "OH, you want new cards and checks?!" I just said yes but I was thinking "ummm YEAH, that is why I came here. Why would I keep cards and checks in a name that was no longer mine?!" So she proceeds to tell me that I need to keep an eye on my online account and when I see the name change that I have to call her to order my new things. Um. Ok.
So I check the account but I never see a name change. In fact, I am only seeing my first name and can't find a last name anywhere on the account. So I call. I leave messages. I don't get a phone call back. When we finally connect she says, "You came and talked to me? Did you sign things?? I don't remember you at all. And yeah...your name hasn't changed in our system." Grrreeeaaaaat. She puts me on hold for 15 minutes to go look for the paperwork to come back and tell me that "they must have archived it already, I don't know where it is..................You will have to come in and do it all over again. When would you like to make the appointment?" I told her I would give her a call. But I went to a different location and had someone else do it. She was nice enough about the whole thing but I just didn't have a great deal of confidence in her abilities. And P.S. The other branch said they would take care of all of it. I didn't need to keep an eye on my account or call to order new things. I will have to keep you posted though because that was only 2 days ago.
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A week or so later I am with my grandmother at her mammogram appointment. And she has her walker and her purse etc. etc. so I go back with her to make sure she gets her gown on and puts her things in her locker without any trouble. And who do I see?! THE BANK LADY. It would have been one thing if I was also getting a mammogram. If I was also in a gown. Ya know, all of us women in it together, waiting to get our titties mashed. But that wasn't the case. We make direct eye contact. She is in her gown. I am in my jeans and t-shirt. Can we say awkward?! It was terrible! We pretended like we didn't know each other. Like it wasn't really happening. Although, if I am being totally honest, I was tempted to take the opportunity and remind her what my name is!
Rating: Not at all enjoyable. But kinda it's-such-a-small-world-funny too.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Total Slacker
Wow, am I already sucking at this or what? Posting once and then nothing for over a week is not how I envisioned this getting started but whatareyagonnado?!
What have I been filling my time with? Among other far less important things....RESCUE ME. My lord am I ever addicted. But I need to get a few things off my chest. Mainly Janet. And Sheila. Spoiler alert for anyone who might want to watch the show are some point in the future! I am in Season 4 and since the show started Janet has lived across the street from her husband/ex-husband while dating a douche bag, gotten drunk and then pregnant by her estranged husband, secretly gotten an abortion, lied about needing money so that she could stash it away for when she secretly sells their mutually owned house for FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS, kidnapped her three children and moved without any word to her husband, lived secretly in Ohio for months while dating a man with a MULLET, stolen her children for a second time out the back door of the mulleted mans house, returned to NYC after her husband steals the kids back, taken the most magical anti-depressant ever created on a television show, decided she wants to renew her vows with her husband/ex-husband, totally and irrationally blamed her husband for the death of their son, had an affair with her husband's BROTHER, cheated on her husband's brother with her husband, gotten pregnant again having no idea whether her husband or brother-in-law/lover is the father, had the baby, hated the baby, been depressed and has now left her husband and taken the kids AGAIN. I mean REALLY?!
And Sheila is just BAT SHIT CRAZY! With the wanting Tommy (the above mentioned husband/ex-husband), losing his baby but eating like a crazy person to still look pregnant, dating the abusive lesbian, drugging Tommy, raping him while he is drugged, buying him an Escalade, burning down her multi million dollar beach house, offering to buy Tommy's baby and ya know, just living and breathing everyday like the insanely mentally ill person that she is. Although, when I look at it here, laid out for no one to read...Janet turns out to be WAY. WORSE.
All of that being said...the show really is so good. While the characters are a bunch of pigs, I still love them. They are totally endearing. I don't know if it is realistic but I find the behind-the-scenes look at fire fighters to be fascinating. And the complex relationships between the guys, with all that they have been through, riveting. And they are funny. Some of the stuff that comes out of their mouths makes me wish I was friends with them. But Tommy and his ghosts are really what sucked me in. I had a vague idea of what the show was about before I started streaming it through my Wii but the ghosts are what made me stop and consider the unique brilliance of Rescue Me. Tommy is visited/tortured/comforted by the ghosts/visions/hallucinations of the people who he has lost in his life. And it adds a dimension to the show that totally rocks my world. And his.
But I guess I will leave it at that. I am not writing episode guides here. But I so easily could. I am leaving so much out. The moral of the story: if you don't watch it already, you should check it out.
Rating: So very enjoyable.
What have I been filling my time with? Among other far less important things....RESCUE ME. My lord am I ever addicted. But I need to get a few things off my chest. Mainly Janet. And Sheila. Spoiler alert for anyone who might want to watch the show are some point in the future! I am in Season 4 and since the show started Janet has lived across the street from her husband/ex-husband while dating a douche bag, gotten drunk and then pregnant by her estranged husband, secretly gotten an abortion, lied about needing money so that she could stash it away for when she secretly sells their mutually owned house for FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS, kidnapped her three children and moved without any word to her husband, lived secretly in Ohio for months while dating a man with a MULLET, stolen her children for a second time out the back door of the mulleted mans house, returned to NYC after her husband steals the kids back, taken the most magical anti-depressant ever created on a television show, decided she wants to renew her vows with her husband/ex-husband, totally and irrationally blamed her husband for the death of their son, had an affair with her husband's BROTHER, cheated on her husband's brother with her husband, gotten pregnant again having no idea whether her husband or brother-in-law/lover is the father, had the baby, hated the baby, been depressed and has now left her husband and taken the kids AGAIN. I mean REALLY?!
And Sheila is just BAT SHIT CRAZY! With the wanting Tommy (the above mentioned husband/ex-husband), losing his baby but eating like a crazy person to still look pregnant, dating the abusive lesbian, drugging Tommy, raping him while he is drugged, buying him an Escalade, burning down her multi million dollar beach house, offering to buy Tommy's baby and ya know, just living and breathing everyday like the insanely mentally ill person that she is. Although, when I look at it here, laid out for no one to read...Janet turns out to be WAY. WORSE.
All of that being said...the show really is so good. While the characters are a bunch of pigs, I still love them. They are totally endearing. I don't know if it is realistic but I find the behind-the-scenes look at fire fighters to be fascinating. And the complex relationships between the guys, with all that they have been through, riveting. And they are funny. Some of the stuff that comes out of their mouths makes me wish I was friends with them. But Tommy and his ghosts are really what sucked me in. I had a vague idea of what the show was about before I started streaming it through my Wii but the ghosts are what made me stop and consider the unique brilliance of Rescue Me. Tommy is visited/tortured/comforted by the ghosts/visions/hallucinations of the people who he has lost in his life. And it adds a dimension to the show that totally rocks my world. And his.
But I guess I will leave it at that. I am not writing episode guides here. But I so easily could. I am leaving so much out. The moral of the story: if you don't watch it already, you should check it out.
Rating: So very enjoyable.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Well Helfrigginlo!
I have wanted to join the blogging world for a long time now. In fact, I have had this here blog since March 10, 2009. And another very short lived number since September 2007. What has kept me from it? I don't know...life, laziness, fear.
My love affair with blogging started with www.dooce.com and it has grown and grown from there. Ironically, a lot of the blogs I read are "mommy blogs." But unless you count my dog and three cats I am not a mommy, although I certainly hope to be some day. I think it is important to say however that I don't see them as simply "mommy's." I see remarkable women who are out there trying to make sense of their lives. And I can relate to that. So I want to be a part of this community. I might even need to be a part of this community. But more on that later.
Why have I titled my blog "Enjoyable?" you ask? It's a word I often use to describe things. "Wow, that's enjoyable." OR "Ohhhh, that is NOT AT ALL enjoyable." Because that is kind of what life is made up of, no? Things that are good and things that pretty much totally suck?! I know there are in betweens but you know what I mean. And someone once told me that it can help to write about things. Good and bad. Writing about the good helps you recognize it and give it more attention, something I need to do more of...and writing about the bad is therapeutic too. And if this actually gets read, I hope that I can benefit from people's thoughts and comments the way that so many of my favorite bloggers do. I am sure I will suffer from them too...because sometimes...people are just the worst. But I get the feeling the good outweighs the bad in this whole blogging thing...at least I hope so!
Anyway, I am going to leave the momentous Post #1 at that because I need to get this shit started. So there it is.
Boom.
My love affair with blogging started with www.dooce.com and it has grown and grown from there. Ironically, a lot of the blogs I read are "mommy blogs." But unless you count my dog and three cats I am not a mommy, although I certainly hope to be some day. I think it is important to say however that I don't see them as simply "mommy's." I see remarkable women who are out there trying to make sense of their lives. And I can relate to that. So I want to be a part of this community. I might even need to be a part of this community. But more on that later.
Why have I titled my blog "Enjoyable?" you ask? It's a word I often use to describe things. "Wow, that's enjoyable." OR "Ohhhh, that is NOT AT ALL enjoyable." Because that is kind of what life is made up of, no? Things that are good and things that pretty much totally suck?! I know there are in betweens but you know what I mean. And someone once told me that it can help to write about things. Good and bad. Writing about the good helps you recognize it and give it more attention, something I need to do more of...and writing about the bad is therapeutic too. And if this actually gets read, I hope that I can benefit from people's thoughts and comments the way that so many of my favorite bloggers do. I am sure I will suffer from them too...because sometimes...people are just the worst. But I get the feeling the good outweighs the bad in this whole blogging thing...at least I hope so!
Anyway, I am going to leave the momentous Post #1 at that because I need to get this shit started. So there it is.
Boom.
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