Whining About Cell Phones, Again....

Well, it's a cold and rainy Monday. The mountains get snow, but since we're in the foothills, we get the runoff. Yuck! Anyhow, to get to the point of yet another complaint about cell phones, I'll begin.

I'm sitting in the waiting room of my daughter's counselor, when the LOUDEST, most ANNOYING cell phone goes off. Embarrassed woman reaches into oversized bag to retrieve phone, which by now is on its fourth ring. (Yeah, I know, slow reflexes). She begins yabbering LOUDLY into the mouth piece. By this time, everyone in the waiting room knows that "someone" has a fever and it is some kind of a virus. Well, she gets off the phone, and we are back to waiting in the quiet room, with the dim lights.

Not five minutes have passed when the SAME annoying ring tone at the SAME annoying decibels occurs. Woman has improved her reflex time, as we only have to endure this twice! This time the whole waiting room finds out that "she has a virus, but she's only got claws on her two front feet".

All this noise and interruption, and we're listening to someone talk about a friggin' cat!!!!!! Can you believe it??!!

Woman goes on to suggest, and I'm dead serious about this......"pet diapers"!!!!! What??!!! Apparently this is so the cat doesn't have to be confined.

Now, I love, love, love kitty cats, but I draw the line at kitty diapers!! If kitty is pooping all over the house, because of whatever illness, kitty is getting stuck in the bathroom or some other small area with a huge liter box and a gaggle of newspapers.

The point to my story today, I guess, is this:

If we are in a waiting room at a counselor's, we have bigger problems than your stupid cell phone and your cat's incontinence! Put your phone on vibrate, then go OUTSIDE when you get the call about "kitty"!!!!

Just Send My Bill by Pony Express; It'll Get to me Faster

I don't know if I'm the only one with this "problem", but I have a mailing address, which differs from my physical address. When I moved into my new house, I noticed that no one near me had mailboxes. Upon calling the postal service to see what was offered, I was told that I could put up a mailbox....across the street!!!! Now let's ponder on this shall we? I want to go to the mailbox, which will undoubtly have bills in it, AND dodge traffic at the same time?! Tough decision..........

So, I stayed with my current M.O., which happens to be a post office box. This system in and of itself should be simple enough to figure out. Someone sends me something. I go to the post office with my key and open a little door. I get my mail. Doesn't sound hard, does it? Nope!

Well, while the average person, and perhaps an experimental monkey could figure this out, many individuals responsible for sending out bills are not are smart as the average person, much less the experimental monkey. Henceforth, when setting up service for anything at my physical address, I always make sure TO TELL THEM THE MAILING ADDRESS, so I can get my flippin' bill. Of course, the physical and the mailing addresses cannot be processed in one day by the same person, so one of those addresses usually gets sucked into some other dimension. Typically, the one that gets "lost" is the billing address, because the service company will ALWAYS find the physical address for things such as avoiding my two stupid trash cans sitting by the road, waiting for pick-up!!!!

So I go to call the company to see why my trash wasn't picked up and why I hadn't received a bill. First off, I have no phone number handy, so I grab the phone book. Look under "T" for trash........not there! The phonebook tells me to look under "Rubbish"! Now I don't know about anyone else, but who says "rubbish" anymore when referring to the garbage?! As a matter of fact, who says that word anyhow?!

"Oh, Honey, will you please take out the rubbish? The truck is coming in the morning." See what I mean?

Anyhow, under "rubbish" (should have been a BIG clue there as to the customer service), I find the number. I call and go through what I've been through before. Guess what?! Well, I expected to hear that they'd tried to send it to the house address. I guess I aimed too high on that one, because they'd tried to mail it to a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STREET address NO WHERE near my house!!

Well, this makes "sense", as I am paying for trash pick-up at my house, but apparently want to get the bill at another house in another town....................

So.....to get to the end of this tale. If the person on the other end of the phone paid attention this time, the problem should be resolved. Meanwhile, my cans are out by the road, in the rain, waiting, waiting..................

And no! I'm not moving them until next Monday!!!!!