Whew it's hot out here! Summer Mini-Rants

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Rabbit cage seller: I know it's a minor complaint, but I really hope you are shipping the new cage for my rabbits today, like your E-mail from last week Wednesday said.
Still sulking. No response (yet) to my query E-mail sent yesterday. I know they're a very small or even mom-and-pop operation, and I like supporting those businesses - when they can communicate well and follow through on what they're promising. If their website had said "due to the nature of the materials we use, it can take 1-2 weeks to assemble an order for shipping" I would have thought "oh, OK, that's understandable" and thought nothing of it. But no, they said a couple days on the site. My bank account hasn't been charged yet, which is good, but also bad because it means the cage hasn't shipped.

Plus I just feel guilty for still having my rabbits in their starter cage. Their vet bills were more important to deal with first, and they run in the evenings, but they deserve a better cage for their "den," and I'm trying to provide them with that.
 
Goddamned son of a mutherfuckin' BITCH! My leg hurts from calf to hip and my knee is swelling up nicely (the bruises on my other shin aren't too big a deal). You know those tiny carts they have at Wal*Mart (half the size of a regular shopping cart)? Well, they tip over real easy. REAL easy - I was driving one off a curb, and it tipped over and I basically fell on the cart with my knees and shins. I've got the icepack on my knee now, but it's really starting to hurt.

Those tiny carts have a sign saying not to put your kids in them - seriously, don't. They tip over far too easily.

The "funny" part? This happened in the handicapped parking zone. They put the curbs that slope downwards sideways there, and I was going straight, so the curb was full height. I guess no person in a wheelchair is ever going to try to go straight like I did. :rolleyes:
 
Where do you get your chiropractic done that 7 visits cost a grand? The most expensive Chiro I went to charged $75 per visit, and I know many more who will do it for much less (assuming you get on a "program" with them, which I have never done...not a big fan of chiro anyhow).
 
Anyway, I think we've had enough of this tangent.

We should probably terminate this line of discussion. It was a regrettable arc.

It pretends to be a plan that covers in-network at 100% after I've met the (extremely high, mind you) deductible.

All the stuff you're complaining about would have been described in the documentation you should have read before you signed up for it. If you want to say "health plans like this blow!" I will agree with you 100%. But don't complain that you didn't know; if you didn't, it was your own fault.

That's assuming, of course, that you had a choice of health plans, versus everyone in your company being covered under the same plan.

On the limited visits for therapy thing: Assuming you live in the U.S. (and I can't imagine otherwise), those limits are due to be removed by the changes to the Mental Health Parity Act. The new bits are phasing in, though, so I'm not sure when it will take effect.
 
Damn you Verizon.

When I call up and shout that my landline is so full of static I can barely hear the customer service guy on the other end the proper response is an apology, credit and a promise to fix the problem ASAP. The wrong response is tell me to purchase a cell phone you fucking morons.

Admit you're not interested in providing decent landline service and be done with it, you incompetent dimwitted scum sucking assholes.
 
When I call up and shout that my landline is so full of static I can barely hear the customer service guy on the other end the proper response is an apology, credit and a promise to fix the problem ASAP. The wrong response is tell me to purchase a cell phone you fucking morons.
You're kidding me. You escalated, right?
 
I work nights. I sleep days. I live in Vegas, in the desert, where it's 100 degrees high on the coolest summer days, and frequently over 110.

My wife turned the air conditioner off because she didn't want to waste electricity while my son played outside, while I was asleep, in the hottest part of the afternoon. I woke up cooking in my own sweat. What the fuck was she thinking?

I live in Vegas too. Hell, at least you work nights when it really cools off to about, 95 - 98 degrees.

I just got back from lunch and the thermometer in the ride read 108.

O wait!!! It's a dry heat!! My ass.

ETA While I'm thinking about it the only thing shiny that shoud be on boobs is a nice charm on the end of necklace nestled right between them so when you get busted you can say "I was looking at her necklace!! I swear!!
 
Hmm, interesting idea. I was thinking of putting "puppy pads" around the boxes to contain her urine.

When one of our cats was going outside the box (health issues, not on purpose, and he wouldn't go in a covered box), we used disposable painting tarps. Cheap, disposable, and they spread out far enough that nothing got on the floor. Other things we tried were always a bit too small.

We've since lost that cat, but our other one was always too delicate to get all the way in the box :rolleyes:, but will use a covered box and that works out fine.
 
Hmm, interesting idea. I was thinking of putting "puppy pads" around the boxes to contain her urine.

Another option: my boyfriend has a top-entry box for his cats. No way to pee over the side, no way to kick litter out, and not much tracking of litter outside the box.
 
dumb cold. I would really like to sleep at night. There's no infant in my house right now. I should not be sleeping less than I did with a six week old baby. grumble, grumble, grumble.

Also, I miss my husband. He'll be home in three days, but the empty bed isn't helping my sleep habits either. :(
 
Another option: my boyfriend has a top-entry box for his cats. No way to pee over the side, no way to kick litter out, and not much tracking of litter outside the box.
Huh, that's wild. I guess it might be harder for the cat to get the idea at first ("Yes, you want to go in that bucket with a hole in the top. Yes, it's a good thing to do.") but that would work well for that problem.
 
You're kidding me. You escalated, right?

No alas.

I asked for his supervisor who promptly put me on hold for twenty minutes and then let the line disconnect on me. My hatred for them knows no bounds right now. I work at home and have no need of a cell phone but you can bet I'm looking into it.

I anticipate another shouting match with them tomorrow but they clearly don't give a flying fuck about their landline business. I've written them in the past after my phone went out for a full week about two years ago and was basically told tough shit until they finally got around to fixing it.

I would switch but AT&T wants $62 for a new connection. Twenty miles from mid-town Manhattan and I can't get reliable phone service. It's disgusting.
 
I don't do the faxing; the clinic and the pharmacy do that between each other. I've called several times to both the pharmacy (who has also called the clinic) and the clinic, spoken to various employees who assured me they would take care of things, went to the clinic and was ignored for an hour, can't get an audience with the doctor, and am righteously pissed off at the moment.

Right, I get that you personally are not faxing. I'm just saying, the pharmacy has tried faxing the script over three times now, and it's not getting through. Personally, that would be my cue to get a physical copy of it from the pharmacy, march it over to the clinic, and politely but firmly raise a stink until I was taken care of. Because right now, it doesn't matter if the pharmacy should be able to fax the script--they clearly can't. So doing the same thing again is going to be just as futile.
 
Well, my knee is stiff and sore. If I was a person who bruised, my legs would look like a sunset. As it is they're just lumpy and sore. I went back to Wal*Mart to let them know that their shopping carts are dangerously unstable, and you can probably imagine how that conversation went; "I don't think we're liable for that." Look, I'm not looking to build a court case here; I just thought you might be interested in knowing you have dangerously unstable carts. I forgot who I was talking to, though. My bad." Maybe once a baby or an old lady with fragile bones is seriously injured they'll get more interested.
 
Ouch. Have to say, I can't believe they didn't escort you out of the building immediately upon telling them you were hurt on their premises.
 
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