Ladies’ Night

Unfortunately, I have to work tomorrow, so the girls and I are home solo and after I write this, we are going to bed. After all, isn’t tomorrow supposed to be another eggs, bread and milk day? I think they are calling for 1 to 3 inches so the thought of getting boots on and going out to 5 year olds is making my head swim.

I don’t know how my teacher friends, thinking of Gen and Debbie directly, deal with the snow onslaught, albeit only for a few hours.Hell, it’s a job for me to get MY boots off…I can’t wait to see how I am going to make out tomorrow.

So it’s “To Catch a Thief” on cable, followed by a hot shower. Visions of undoing boots are dancing in my head.I can only hope I get to sleep tonight!

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Bye-bye Walmart….

So now, a Post Script on this posting.

The zone manager,who was very polite by the way,says we have to bring our receipt back to walmart with our walmart credit card. They have to refund what we purchased on our other card and put it on the walmart card in order to get the $25 as advertised, and, did I mention that the zone manager said that you now get $35 off? Oh, so we don’t qualify for that but you want us running around like monkeys trying to do what YOU want your customers to do?

Are you freaking KIDDING me?

A good customer and this HOW you treat your customers.All the BS and torture for what YOU, WALMART, should have done in the first place.Apologize for your new cashiers? Who did the lousy job of training them? We get all the headache?

You are not the only game in town: this is not over and it’ll be going to consumer fraud next.
You advertise one thing and don’t follow through.

Below, the original posting.

So you can be in Wal-Mart and need a, say, a new Nutri-Bullet.

“Apply at the registers, shoppers, for our Wal-Mart credit card, and today you will get $25 off of a $75 or greater purchase.”

So we did.

The quality staff had no clue on how to ring up a credit card application at the register, and we lost 30 minutes there.Then we went to complain to customer service and the equally inept staff there finally put an application through but they had issues with doing that. We spent $166 that day and NO way, no WHERE, NO HOW have we seen $25 off of our bill.

We saved all our receipts, called corporate, who informed us the $25 would be “credited” on our credit card. Really? Can you say duped? Today’s people say they can’t give us $25 credit, BUT they happily would give us $25 off our NEXT purchase of $75 or more on our Wal-Mart card.Oh, and don’t think that I will forget being hung up on, either….

FRAUD, anyone?

We have the sheet that was at all the registers that said you were to get $25 off THAT DAY’S $75 purchase.

I am going to be loud about this until someone else in corporate Wal-Mart decides to correct the situation.

Governmental Tango

So now, I have gone forward with into the next phase of the NJ tango-the dangerous dance of faxing forms…

Uh, I mentioned on Monday I was in an actual state of New Jersey office? It would have been cost efficient to have told me to bring this with me and you would have had it already? Seriously? What an efficiency expert could do on a field day with this!

To boot, we have company for dinner tonite so we need this road trip right now like a stick in an eye. 

 

Saint

Today is the feast day of Saint Pope John Paul II.

I had the experience of being in his presence in Doylestown, Pennsylvania in 1966, when the new Polish shrine to Our Lady of Czestochowa was dedicated.

It is kind of funny, in retrospect, because I would have been six years old at the time, and they say childhood memories stay with you.This is true, because I do remember seeing Cardinal Karol Wojtyla, who was probably in his early forties at the time,and remember the moment.Funny what the mind allows you to keep.The day he was elected Pope by the College of Cardinals sticks in my memory, as I remember how happy and proud my parents were.I was wrapping my mind around the fact that someone whose presence I was in was now a Pope.Talk about mind-blowing.

I also remember being home when he was in his final illness and passed away. I was with the millions who attended the Mass on television.Large banners were sprinkled through the crowd, proclaiming “Santo Subito”, which means “Saint now” in Italian.

There has been a lot going on in my life, especially the past couple of months.I usually say my morning prayers and meditate when I walk my girls in the morning.Today I recalled that it’s about time that I direct some of my prayers to him.

After all, we go way back….***wink***

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Frustration

So here I am, sitting in my living room with the pups and Pope Francis, and multi-tasking…multi-tasking,you ask?

I am live chatting with Josephine at Fitbit.

Last night, I had a low battery message on my Fitbit zip. Different battery, no more low battery message…but now my zip won’t sync with my phone.Josephine is, now 30 minutes later, processing a replacement zip for me. 

 
The girls fortunately are hanging with Pope Francis and not picking up Mom’s agita.

We’ll see how things go: stay tuned!

And so we begin…

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My Zusher started her medicine yesterday afternoon to help keep her bottom dry. I have to get natural peanut butter around it, which, if you don’t know, is the only kind a dog should eat due to preservatives in the processed kind that can kill a dog. It took some getting used to, having peanut butter rather than liverwurst around a pill, but I think she is getting used to it a little.

I have mailed a copy of her lab work up to my buddy Kath in the city, so hopefully we can get a city vet’s read on the levels and see what she has to say. I called the lead vet in the practice that I take the girls to here and he’s due to call me Monday with his interpretation of the labs. On deck this week, also, is a second opinion appointment for my girl.

Although Zush may not be my “blood” child, I am praying she has my resilience and will fight like I did. I’ll be right where I am all along – right beside her.

The PERFECT Storm

As George Costanza would say,”The sea was angry that day,friends…”

I knew when Zush was sick this morning,and as you see in the picture below,the ferries and weather looked Perfect Storm-ish.

Then, in my new hell room, the computer wouldn’t cooperate.people are snarling…a good day to be anywhere but here. Even the seagulls seem to have gotten a better offer.

If only I was so lucky.**sigh**

 

Meeting of the Minds

I had gotten a schedule from work dated July 6th. It mapped out in the smallest of type, the schedule of work through the 22nd of August.

If you remember my complaint on an earlier blog, you needed a magnifying glass to decipher the schedule, and once I did, and had Jim double-check it for me, I wrote it on my calendar. I figured it’s all good, right? I’ll know my hours and when I am due in.

Today in work I saw a NEW schedule was posted and it went just up to Labor Day. It was a good thing that I came across it, as my scheduled time in changed a few times.There really was no logic to it, and now I am going to have to talk to a boss tomorrow to figure out what is going on.

I realize they have been doing for a long time, and I do know I am no rocket scientist, but to me, there has got to be a more simple way to help the over 50 part of the staff decipher the schedule.

Ending of meetings

…I hope!

Today at lunch time, my union had a speaker on retirement health and welfare benefits. It had been touched on numerous occasions before, but one more time wouldn’t hurt,

Whenever these meetings occur, I take notes,and tell Jim about it. He, Inevitably, says,”well what about q, w and x.” I swear up and down they covered it in the meeting, but not to Jim’s satisfaction.I tried something new this time-I taped the meeting on my phone.Hopefully, everything will be pretty good.

It’s a pleasure to be at this point of a career and look at final meetings. It is a day you never really expected to come about.

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Fantasy for who?

My preference of sport is baseball, but it’s the time of year for fantasy football.

**fantasy?personally? It’s not MY fantasy…lol**

The last time I participated in fantasy football was back in 2000 and since I was the “old girl” in the office back then, guys were willing to give me tutorials on who to pick and why I am picking them. The only football I ever willingly followed ever in my life was Penn State football, so I knew HOW the game was played. I just didn’t know HOW the point system went. I managed to make it through the season back then, and although I wasn’t in the basement, well, it wasn’t too memorable for me.

One of my buddies, Denise, was spreading word of a fantasy football fundraiser for her son’s hockey team so I figured I’d give it a shot again.The only thing now is that it is a suicide pool so you can’t take the same team twice.I took Green Bay last week and won.I took Kansas City this week.My guide now is my nephew Matt, who is helping me navigate the football pool.

Stay tuned.

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This Monday

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I have a rough job at times,as anyone who deals in customer service knows,and/or anyone dealing with billing people for government services can tell you, folks get awfully frustrated.

I sit here at a desk and it’s kind of obvious that I have been around the block once or twice, but especially when the older citizens come in, it gets really frustrating. I understand what they are trying to tell me, but I am not giving him the answer he wants; that is, an answer in his own words.More times than not,I know what folks are telling me and I try to use what contact information or general information I know. Some folks you just can’t please, though.Being senior citizens, I feel sorry for them.

It’s bouts like this that make me just shake my head. When I hear on the television or radio that people are frustrated with government, I know what they are referring to.

**sigh**

All I can just do is try my best. I am older and more spent on tilting other people’s windmills.I just can’t do it like I used to.

All those holding the short straw say “I”

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…or else please stop feeling, as I do, that I have to put the finger in my eye.

My boss informed me she is out tomorrow, meaning today.

I come in today and the person due to man the front desk**can you feel what’s coming?”**
CALLED OUT SICK.

The second line supervisor asked if I would go out and take the front desk. I guess this
is one way to cut down on the noise factor.

We’ll see…..

Giving an inch and taking a mile

Whenever I can, I try to help folks out. I guess it is, kind of, in my nature.

There is a fine line of helping someone because they need your help and then having
them turn around and say that’s great, but this is what I did because I think it would help
me out more than what you are doing.

Really?

And you called me in the first place for what?

I can only shake my head and wish this person good luck because doing what he is doing,
he is going to need it.Not that he wouldn’t have needed it with me, but he would’ve needed
less of it. It’s a shame because he called me due to my many years of experience,but just
had to go with a guy.

Good luck, boys! You’ll need it!