and these [link].
NEEEEEEEEED!!! WAANNNNNNNNT!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
and these [link].
NEEEEEEEEED!!! WAANNNNNNNNT!
Also, Seanie? Step away from the CRAXY ON THE INTERNET.
That way lies badness.
Barb, did you SEE the Heartbroken video? Nakey Johnny arms. Oh me oh my - and I know how you love his arms.
::snuggles sean::
(((Sean))) I'm sorry. I've btdt.
Oh, Sean, I'm sorry. That is the suck.
And those charges sound painfully familiar. Does your bank, by any chance, rhyme with Bells Bargo? Because, if so, I've found that you can usually manage, once a year, to get them to halve these fees or write them off completely. Especially if you can point to ND's reimbursement check and say, "Look, see, money coming in within 24 hours, please help."
I hatehatehate how they're happy to let the charges go through, and then charge you for the overdrafts, and act like it's a big favor that they're saving you the embarrassment of having your card denied at the point of purchase. Because that moment of aggravation at realizing you just almost spent money you didn't actually have is SO MUCH WORSE than looking at your account the next day and seeing a string of $35 charges for stuff you wouldn't have done if they'd told you at the time you were trying to do it.
Sorry Sean, that sucks.
I had that happen once when a deposited check hadn't cleared yet. About $8 of overdraft and $40 of fees.
Sorry, Sean! BTDT, indeed.
seeing a string of $35 charges for stuff you wouldn't have done if they'd told you at the time you were trying to do it.
That's exactly why the bastards don't tell you! Banks make a shitload of $$ from overdraft charges. I have OD "protection" wherein they snatch money from a credit card to cover any overdrafts, but the rat bastards charge me OD fees anyway!
Protection, my heiney. "That's a nice credit rating you got there, missy. Shame if anything happened to it..."
That's exactly why the bastards don't tell you!
Oh, I'm painfully aware of that. It's just the extra-weaselly weaseling with weasel sauce on a bed of lightly braised weasel that gets me: "Oh, we just didn't want you to be embarrassed! It's so awful to have your card rejected, we just wanted to spare you the dreadful psychic pain! Because we care, we really care about your wellbeing!"
No, you don't, and you're not fooling anyone. I'd have more respect for them if they just out and out said, "We are thieving assbastards who will take every possible opportunity to financially cockpunch you, and then snicker about it afterwards. Also, we fart in your general direction." I still wouldn't have a lot of respect for them, but more than I have now.
Barb, did you SEE the Heartbroken video? Nakey Johnny arms. Oh me oh my - and I know how you love his arms.
Oh, Johnny, I'm so proud of you-- didn't think you would ever do subtle. Which is much harder than gaudy, as we well know. I only regret that it was to Russian elevator music played on a Yamaha piano. I'd recognize that tinny upper register anywhere. *sigh*
But his arms. Oh my, his arms.
If Johnny bites you, you turn fabulous during the full moon.
suh-NERK
The job offer I got yesterday is not yet official, because the vice president of the university has not signed off on it yet, but it should be official on Monday. Meanwhile, two more schools want to interview me. One of them is a significantly better job than the current offer, so I'm scheduling that interview.