This is going to be a disaster.
This is going to be a disaster. I can tell already. Our phone doesn't work. My mother tried to call and got someone else. John tried to call out and it won't let us dial. He says to me, "Are you sure we don't have a certain number of minutes we've already gone through?" First off, that would have been, what 30 minutes? 15? Because we've not exactly made a ton of phone calls. (I, actually, haven't made any phone calls). And, if its going to cut you off instead of just charging you for going over your minutes, we have the most ridiculous phone company ever. How do they plan on making money? I ask you? Secondly, John just needs to relax. He is so tense about everything these days that I am seriously worrying about his health. Lastly, I just tried to check online and look and see what our package entails, but the website's full of only vague advertising-esque bits of information. It will tell me "key features" of the package, and that's it. I suppose this serves me right for not making sure that I got everything down in writing to begin with. Still, you'd think they would have left everything in writing as some sort of legal backup. I don't want to see this bill when it comes in. Honestly, I just want to curl up in a ball and die right now what with the stress of my dissertation and everything. Gah.
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OMLGIH I actually found it!
Sometimes i even alarm myself with not seeing things which are pretty much punching me in the face.
Oh, look! Turtles!
Anyhoo, had never been to the 'Daily Musings' link -- had gone to Cardiff Chronicles and seen the pictures of your house like 27 times. Perhaps I got distracted before making it to the bottom. ADD in motion would be me!
Your blog is entertaining. I shall be returning regularly to see what you are thinking instead of what you are supposed to be thinking while I am trying not to think about what I am supposed to be thinking.
Posted by: amrie | August 17, 2006 06:05 PM