WTF???
Those a-wipes.
It makes it much easier for me to get adequately hydrated every day, because flat water doesn't make me want to drink it
You are me. Only time I could drink water ("it's a mixer") was when I was pregnant.
My eyes != creepy.
Except at the moment, where they're all bloodshot and stuff.
I've decided that since I have already ordered the bridesmaid dress and that I am crank-ful, and therefore deserving of comfort food, I am ordering gyros and fries.
And maybe baklava just fucking cause.
They returned my daycare check and then charged an NSF fee.
Aimee, I think that you need to escalate this to the highest levels. this is fucking ridiculous.
When I had a similar snafu at BofA, it took a lot of time and talking to a bunch of different people before someone finaly said "well, this is stupid" and reversed the charges. Which is a little discouraging, I know, because you have to deal with the not having access to your own money meanwhile, but I mean it to be encouraging because there was somebody at BofA who was reasonable, and maybe there is someone at TCF, also.
This conversation that I just had was with a supervisor at the call center. She did reverse the NSF fee FINALLY, but is telling me that they will not cover any fees I am charged by my daycare or the daycare provider's bank. I am going to physically go into a branch, talk to the manager, give her a letter listing out all of the details of this whole clusterfuck, and then burn my remaining checks on her desk and salt the ground.
I am submitting the same letter to the BBB, Attorney General of Michigan, and "Ruth to the Rescue" on channel 4 WDIV.
My eyes != creepy.
I protest! I said "gorgeous/slightly creepy/hypnotic eyes." It's all one descriptor. The "slightly creepy" comes from the hypnotic-ness.
Aimee, I am so sorry that you're having issues with the bank. I didn't see an LJ entry, but I can infer that they are being complete asshats. I hope it works out soon.
It just took me 2 hours to get to work due to a big rig wreck in the middle of the Sepulveda pass. Luckily I didn't have classes 1st or 2nd period, but I'm pissed that I've lost my morning to traffic. Again. Ah, LA.
I'm stuttering from traffic, apparently.
Fifteen minutes to the end of the day, but I want to go home now.
So, I've been cut off from coffee.
Damn therapist and her sense-makingness.