Friday, May. 28, 2004
It has not been a good day. Still having problems with the server at work - for whatever reason, the touchscreen monitor refuses to work, no matter what I do. It says the drivers are loaded and that it detects the device, just no recognition going on.
Then tonight found out my web hosting service may go under so I have to scramble to find an alt site for not one but FOUR websites I manage or co-manage, both personal and business. And considering the sheer volume of stuff between them, that's not a small detail. I'm most definitely not a happy camper. Though it would potentially resolve one problem - tried to help set up an RPG for some friends and got roasted in the process. Never again. They're on their own. If I change hosting service I'll just tell them the db option isn't there any more whether it is or it isn't.
I am also royally pissed at my bank. Deposited my paycheck today, pointed out that it needed to be posted immediately, they said fine. This is something I've done before, no sweat. It still wasn't posted just before their closing, so I phoned and asked again, because I wanted to go out of town this weekend. The person on the phone assured me she personally was posting the money right that minute, but that even if she hadn't, it would post automatically at closing tonight.
You probably guessed by now, it's still showing as a pending action. So the money is sitting in limbo and I can't do jack until at least Tuesday because it's a holiday here. Oh joy. And while I won't starve without it, it would be nice to be able to access MY MONEY.
Probably one of my single biggest pet peeves, in fact, is the arrogance of banks. They will hound you to put your money in their institution, and from that point on, treat you as though they're doing you the supreme favor by letting you put your name on the account. Oh, and of course they also charge you for the privilege, whether by means of ATM fees or checking fees. They even charge you if you don't have XX dollars in your account - and the ceiling number keeps rising.
Yeah I'm not a multi-millionaire, deal. I pay my bills and go to work every frigging day, just like everyone else. There aren't a lot of rich people at banks - most of their deposits are from other poor schmucks like me.
Sorry, rant mode off for the moment. I'm exhausted and going to bed and hoping for Boss's sake that he doesn't call me in the middle of the night tonight. I'm just tired enough and bitchy enough to walk, with very little provocation.
Oh, did I mention Boss phoned this morning before daylight? And again just after? And again and again... And I had the wonderful fortune of another bout of insomnia last night so fell asleep about four.
I most definitely need to get the heck out of here this weekend. Would like it better if I never came back, but I'll take what I can get.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )