Unless you have ever worked in customer service, you may not find this blog nearly as funny as I do. It's called "The Customer Is Not Always Right." Sadly, people really are this dumb. I can't tell you how many idiotic questions I'm asked each day. Of course being in the field I'm in, my favorite is "What would happen if I took this entire bottle?" Do you know how badly I want to tell the next person who asks me, " I don't know. Why don't you try it, I hear rainbows and puppies will shoot out your ass." Instead I have to reply with "Um, You'll die." Yeah, people really are this dense. I don't know how most people make it out their front door.
Either way, if you work in any type of customer service....this is your kind of blog.
Enjoy!
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Going Once....
Wow. Can I say my child has just about pushed me over the edge today. I don't know what went wrong. We all woke up in great moods, went out and bought new car seats and then BAM!...all hell broke loose. I really can't figure it out. Big Boy had one of his worst meltdowns in a long time. The only thing I was thankful for (in my own selfish way) was Hubby was a witness to the fiasco.
After we left TRU, we ventured over to Target because I needed to pick up a few last minute things for BB since he goes back to school on Tuesday. I should have known it was going downhill when he threw a fit over his new carseat. He wanted his old one and since that was out of the question a pissing contest ensued. As soon as we got into Target his brain went into overdrive and that was it. Normally, I would have been able to bring him out of it but I think having Hubby with us threw a wrench in the situation. I could see Hubby starting to lose it and compound that by BB flipping out and I had one big old soup sandwich of a family on my hands.
After I put my basket down (luckily I only had two or three things in it) getting BB out of the store became a contact sport and Hubby was on the losing end. I truly felt sorry for him. He hasn't really experienced one of BB's public meltdowns and I could tell he was heartbroken. I was finally able to bring BB out of it just before we got home but even afterwards, all he wanted to do was push buttons.
Bedtime has once again become a battle of will. BB was doing so great and now he is back to fighting it tooth and nail. I have to say, my spirit is broken. I know he doesn't mean it and he is long over due for one of these episodes (luckily, they don't last too long) but they still hurt. Poor hubby had so many fun things planned today as a surprise and nixed them all. I can't blame him but I guess part of me is glad he saw it first hand. BB had such a great day on the beach yesterday and was so well behaved that today was such a shock to us.
Anyway, school starts up again Tuesday and we are all praying once BB gets back in the swing of things with his regular school year teachers, we'll see a change in his behavior. I feel terrible for venting like this but it jut feels good to get some of this stress off of my chest once in awhile. **Sigh**
After we left TRU, we ventured over to Target because I needed to pick up a few last minute things for BB since he goes back to school on Tuesday. I should have known it was going downhill when he threw a fit over his new carseat. He wanted his old one and since that was out of the question a pissing contest ensued. As soon as we got into Target his brain went into overdrive and that was it. Normally, I would have been able to bring him out of it but I think having Hubby with us threw a wrench in the situation. I could see Hubby starting to lose it and compound that by BB flipping out and I had one big old soup sandwich of a family on my hands.
After I put my basket down (luckily I only had two or three things in it) getting BB out of the store became a contact sport and Hubby was on the losing end. I truly felt sorry for him. He hasn't really experienced one of BB's public meltdowns and I could tell he was heartbroken. I was finally able to bring BB out of it just before we got home but even afterwards, all he wanted to do was push buttons.
Bedtime has once again become a battle of will. BB was doing so great and now he is back to fighting it tooth and nail. I have to say, my spirit is broken. I know he doesn't mean it and he is long over due for one of these episodes (luckily, they don't last too long) but they still hurt. Poor hubby had so many fun things planned today as a surprise and nixed them all. I can't blame him but I guess part of me is glad he saw it first hand. BB had such a great day on the beach yesterday and was so well behaved that today was such a shock to us.
Anyway, school starts up again Tuesday and we are all praying once BB gets back in the swing of things with his regular school year teachers, we'll see a change in his behavior. I feel terrible for venting like this but it jut feels good to get some of this stress off of my chest once in awhile. **Sigh**
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Farewell...
As much as it broke my heart to do it, I had to delete my secondary blog. I have been having such a difficult time keeping up with this one, I just didn't think it would be fair to Big Boy. I really enjoyed writing about his adventures but I don't see any reason why I can't go back to incorporating them into the Beach Life. I haven't been able to update his blog since the beginning of July and it bugs the heck out of me knowing it's floating around in cyberspace and looks abandoned. I think it's for the best and I didn't want to throw up a post for the sake of just "getting something written."
Just wanted to let anyone who has been following my other blog know!
Just wanted to let anyone who has been following my other blog know!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Call Me Radio Shack
I've pretty much told this story to anyone who would listen but since this is my blog, I'll be telling it again. About two years ago we bought a new laptop that I just love. Unfortunately about six months after I bought it, Big Boy thought it would be a great idea to pop about twenty of the keys off. I decided the best way to handle the situation would be to lay a black cloth over the keys, plug in a keyboard and never think about it again...
I don't know why I let it go as long as I have but I've finally gotten around to having it fixed. I checked online to be sure I can get a replacement keyboard and luckily I found one right away. Not knowing much about this kind of thing, I was a little worried about how readily available a replacement keyboard would be and discovered it's a piece of cake to get one so I called a computer place my parents use and asked them what is would cost to take care of the laptop fiasco. They told me it would be about $45 for the keyboard and another $30-35 to remove the old one and install the new one. Interesting. Needless to say I was a little put off and I went online and ordered the keyboard myself and paid a total of $20.25 including shipping. I ordered on Sunday night and it was in my mailbox today. I mulled over taking it over to the computer shop just for the installation but decided to check out a site I found the other day on how to do it yourself. I figured since the computer shop couldn't guarantee they wouldn't damage the motherboard, what the hell did I have to lose? In all fairness though, the computer shop is really good. I know my parents have been using the same shop for years so I don't want to take anything away from it.
After a few minutes of going back and forth over what to do, I just went for it and after about fifteen minutes and a few choice words, my laptop is as beautiful as the day it was taken out of the box. I still can't believe it and I'm totally patting myself on the back for this one. What's really cool is I did a factory restore last week so it's like having a brand new computer! This is a really great site if you ever need to perform surgery on your laptop. Heck, he saved me over fifty bucks so he's my hero of the day!
I don't know why I let it go as long as I have but I've finally gotten around to having it fixed. I checked online to be sure I can get a replacement keyboard and luckily I found one right away. Not knowing much about this kind of thing, I was a little worried about how readily available a replacement keyboard would be and discovered it's a piece of cake to get one so I called a computer place my parents use and asked them what is would cost to take care of the laptop fiasco. They told me it would be about $45 for the keyboard and another $30-35 to remove the old one and install the new one. Interesting. Needless to say I was a little put off and I went online and ordered the keyboard myself and paid a total of $20.25 including shipping. I ordered on Sunday night and it was in my mailbox today. I mulled over taking it over to the computer shop just for the installation but decided to check out a site I found the other day on how to do it yourself. I figured since the computer shop couldn't guarantee they wouldn't damage the motherboard, what the hell did I have to lose? In all fairness though, the computer shop is really good. I know my parents have been using the same shop for years so I don't want to take anything away from it.
After a few minutes of going back and forth over what to do, I just went for it and after about fifteen minutes and a few choice words, my laptop is as beautiful as the day it was taken out of the box. I still can't believe it and I'm totally patting myself on the back for this one. What's really cool is I did a factory restore last week so it's like having a brand new computer! This is a really great site if you ever need to perform surgery on your laptop. Heck, he saved me over fifty bucks so he's my hero of the day!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I Didn't Think I Had It In Me
I did it.....I QUIT SMOKING! I never thought I would be able to do it but I honestly feel I can call myself a non-smoker now! I've been smoking for nearly 18 years. Yeah, you read that right, 18 years. Sometimes it would be very light like maybe five or six cigarettes all day and other times I could smoke up to a pack. There was always a direct level of correlation depending on what was going on in my life.
In my late teens and twenties I never wanted to quit because I was going out all the time and partying with my friends and everyone knows that if you smoke, a beer and a cigarette go hand in hand. I was constantly telling myself I was going to quit and that I could do it but I could never even make it two days. How pathetic is that. I could not go two days without a cigarette. Hell. three hours in and I was already a mess. I laugh at the way I used to justify smoking too. Obviously, I never smoked in my car or house or near my son but still.....gross.
After having Big Boy like the idiot that I am, I started smoking again. Why you ask? Because I'm an idiot. About a year after having him I asked my OBGYN if he could right me an RX to help me quit so he wrote me Chantix. I did my research and it seemed many people were having positive results. Unfortunately, even though it was working it was also giving me migraines. So, I quickly threw in the towel and lit up. For the last two years I have made every excuse in the book why I could wait a little longer until thankfully, the Hubby sat me down and really talked some sense in to me. Aside from that, my mom is having problems due to smoking and everything just clicked and I realized I have been slowly committing suicide for nearly twenty years and it is extremely selfish of me to do this to everyone.
About eight weeks ago, I decided enough was enough and it was time. I was smart enough to concede that I needed help and I knew I couldn't do it alone. I broke down and bought the Nicoderm CQ patches. After reading the box I was all kinds of pissed that it was a ten week process but reluctantly slapped on a patch and went for it. Here I am nearly eight weeks later and today I bought the final box of the Nicoderm program and I nearly cried when I realized I did it. I made it through the toughest part and even though I still have two weeks left I am confident enough to call myself a non-smoker!!! It was hard, there is no denying that but once I learned how to change my schedule up and keep myself busy, each day literally became easier and easier.
So there you have it! I have saved an insane amount of money and probably added at least ten years to my like. I feel like a million bucks, my skin looks better and it's so nice not stinking like a filthy ash tray. I've even gotten to the point where the smell of it makes me sick to my stomach. So to anyone who thinks they can't quit smoking...if I can do it ANYONE CAN DO IT!!!!!
In my late teens and twenties I never wanted to quit because I was going out all the time and partying with my friends and everyone knows that if you smoke, a beer and a cigarette go hand in hand. I was constantly telling myself I was going to quit and that I could do it but I could never even make it two days. How pathetic is that. I could not go two days without a cigarette. Hell. three hours in and I was already a mess. I laugh at the way I used to justify smoking too. Obviously, I never smoked in my car or house or near my son but still.....gross.
After having Big Boy like the idiot that I am, I started smoking again. Why you ask? Because I'm an idiot. About a year after having him I asked my OBGYN if he could right me an RX to help me quit so he wrote me Chantix. I did my research and it seemed many people were having positive results. Unfortunately, even though it was working it was also giving me migraines. So, I quickly threw in the towel and lit up. For the last two years I have made every excuse in the book why I could wait a little longer until thankfully, the Hubby sat me down and really talked some sense in to me. Aside from that, my mom is having problems due to smoking and everything just clicked and I realized I have been slowly committing suicide for nearly twenty years and it is extremely selfish of me to do this to everyone.
About eight weeks ago, I decided enough was enough and it was time. I was smart enough to concede that I needed help and I knew I couldn't do it alone. I broke down and bought the Nicoderm CQ patches. After reading the box I was all kinds of pissed that it was a ten week process but reluctantly slapped on a patch and went for it. Here I am nearly eight weeks later and today I bought the final box of the Nicoderm program and I nearly cried when I realized I did it. I made it through the toughest part and even though I still have two weeks left I am confident enough to call myself a non-smoker!!! It was hard, there is no denying that but once I learned how to change my schedule up and keep myself busy, each day literally became easier and easier.
So there you have it! I have saved an insane amount of money and probably added at least ten years to my like. I feel like a million bucks, my skin looks better and it's so nice not stinking like a filthy ash tray. I've even gotten to the point where the smell of it makes me sick to my stomach. So to anyone who thinks they can't quit smoking...if I can do it ANYONE CAN DO IT!!!!!
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