You know, for all I love Track Changes, for the love of GOD accept changes before publishing your document to the intranet. I don't get people.
As a side note, if the contents of your Word doc are intented to be laid out in Quark (or, I have no doubt, InDesign), if you don't accept all changes before importing it into Quark, everything is going to be all kerfucked to hell and back.
And if *I'm* your editor and that happens, I'ma gonna kill you. Daid.
Oy.
So eight years ago I had just moved out on my own and was very naive about telemarketers and agreed to a magazine contract with a company that called me. It was supposed to be 2 years of payments for 4 years of magazines.
Every so often they would call me up and ask if I was happy, did I want to change my subscriptions, "this magazine is no longer being offered through our service, what would you like to exchange it for" etc. I didn't think much of it until sometime down the line I realized my two years of payments should have been done some time previously but they were still going on. I eventually figured out through talking to them that every time I had made the slightest change to my subscriptions, they had cancelled my old contract and signed me up for a shiny new 2-year one without actually telling me this.
So I fought with them and fought with them and finally a little over a year ago made what should have been my last payment. They then called me and said they were no longer supplying "Time" and what would I like to change it for. I told them I didn't care if I stopped getting Time as I rarely read it and I was sick of getting signed up for new contracts. The guy who called promised they would remove me from their call list. Note that I still recieve Time to this day.
Last week I got a call from them claiming they will no longer be providing Premiere. I told them I didn't care, that I had heard this story before and I was supposed to be removed from their call list. The woman insisted that there was no way I could be removed because I still had a contract with them with 24 payments on it. I disagreed with her and she said I would have to talk to their billing department. I asked her to transfer me and she said they were already gone for the day and they'd have to call me back the next day.
5 days later, today, I get a call from the company again. They ask me if I want to change my magazines and I tell them no, I don't want to be signed up for a new contract with them and to leave me alone. This guy confirms my address and tells me I have 14 payments left. When I tell him that's impossible, the call gets disconnected (or he hung up, which is entirely possible) and I've yet to hear back.
Needless to say I'm extremely frustrated. When I originally got the call last week, I tried to find the paper I'd put the confirmation number for paying off my account on, but I think since it's been over a year, I must have thrown it out at some point, assuming it was finally settled. Argh.
I had spf 45 on, but I wasn't expecting to be out in the sun for an hour and a half.
We could have grabbed a cab! I'm sorry!
I tan extremely well. A bit of redness sometimes, but rarely a full burn.
What is this "tan" that you people speak of?
Oh, my god, why is Livejournal sucking so much?
The only time I've ever had a decent tan was the years I worked at Six Flags, out in the sun every day, liberally applying sun block, and then I only had a really good farmer's tan (and my hair had sun-bleached itself to a golden blond, which made people ask if I was coloring my hair.) Otherwise I just burn and the skin heals a tad bit darker.
I used to burn and peel but now if I burn at all it turns right into tan. I'm guessing because I actually try to consistently use sunscreen now.
::sits in ChiKat's fairskinned corner::
It always drove me nuts that my sister got more of Dad's Swedish skin than Mom's Irish fairness, whereas I'm the other way around. I remember my first summer spent in Milwaukee during college, when I managed to get so badly burnt on my first visit to the beach that I ended up with a mild case of sun poisoning--I spent the night shivering and on the verge of throwing up after my roommate helped me coat Noxema on the burns.
I had spf 45 on, but I wasn't expecting to be out in the sun for an hour and a half.
Whatever. I'm not done blaming the victim, yet.
Oh, my god, why is Livejournal sucking so much?
It really really is.
Juliana, pfft. It's not like you forced me outside and locked the door behind me. Unless that would get me another mojito, in which case that is EXACTLY what happened.
In completely different news, has anyone flown Frontier airlines? Are they any good?
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Whatever. I'm not done blaming the victim, yet.
Let me know when you are, okay?