I’m working on a couple posts that will probably be rather lengthy. Because of that, and the fact that I’m on day three of an eight day stretch at work, it’s going to be a while before I finish either post.
Since I now have a few folks who stop by at least semi-regularly, and expect new material when they do, I’ll throw out a few dry morsels from my boring life.
I got my federal tax refund today, so Annie’s glass is now on order.
My ammo supplier has not yet confirmed receipt of my order, which I mailed two weeks ago. He also has not yet responded to the e-mail that I sent one week ago asking for some sort of confirmation. I imagine his ammo business is a side gig, and he is busy with his real job. However, he has almost five hundred of my FRNs, and the polite thing to do would be to acknowledge it.
We had a new girl start work last night. She is absolutely gorgeous. I’m talking, put her next to Scarlett Johansson, and poor Scarlett will look like Joan Rivers by comparison. Then I found out that she’s only eighteen. I knew that she was young, but DAMN! I’m only a couple years from being biologically old enough to be her grandfather. Talk about a reality check. Don’t misunderstand, I knew she was way too young for me, and she’s not my type, even if she were older. I’m just commenting on her appearance.
I’ve been going in circles with my dentist for a few weeks. When Wifey and The Boy were deemed in need of significant dental work, a treatment plan was presented. A very welcome offer of a ten percent discount was also offered, if I were to pay in full, in cash, at the time of service. I asked if money orders counted as cash, and was told that they did. I didn’t figure they would want that much actual cash in the office, since we were talking two ounces of gold for the first of three visits.
I rounded up, and brought money orders totaling four thousand FRNs for the first treatment visit. This would cover the cost for that visit, and put a little towards the next one. Since they went home before the second appointment, I requested the the overpayment of right at four hundred FRNs be refunded to me.
Five communication exchanges over four weeks finally resulted in some unpleasant news. They cut my discount to five percent, and would be sending a check for two hundred FRNs shortly.
That pissed me off. Part of me said to just take it and be happy. It’s not like they were under any obligation to give me any discount at all. Another part said that since I was promised ten percent, I damn well should get ten percent. On Monday, I sent an e-mail, asking why I was promised ten, but was now only eligible for five. I also asked why I was not informed immediately when a correction/change of that magnitude was made to my account.
The office manager replied yesterday. She said that she had discussed my account with the head dentist, and they had decided to honor the ten percent that I was originally promised. A check for $399.50 will be in the mail by Friday. I certainly hope that it shows up.
That’s all for today. I’m off to bed.