I finally got an Ethernet cable! Yay! I think it's like 25 feet too! Wow!
So, today I was going to take the bus/ bike to Costco and a Salvation Army just down the street from it, and Target and Walmart to look for a multi-speed beach cruiser (why? read the previous blog posting), but I decided to call first just to make sure. Good idea, right? RIGHT! Because Costco doesn't answer unless it's for eyes, ears, prescriptions, food court, etc. Lame... Target had none in stock. And Walmart... ? Walmart is just in a league of its own.
I call Walmart, and the sweet, soft-spoken receptionist asks how she can help me. I ask who to talk to about a multi-speed beach cruiser. "Okay, hold on; I'll transfer you." Oh it's sooo nice when people tell you they are going to transfer you instead of simply cutting you off and you hear nothing but empty silence until finally someone picks up. Well, the phone kept ringing, and ringing, and ringing until the same girl picks up asking how she can help me. Uh, "I'd like to know if you carry multi-speed beach cruisers." "Oh, they didn't pick up? Okay, let me transfer you again and I'll page them." Okay... well, this happened twice, until finally someone picked up at what assume is the bike/sports department. "Oh, they're with a customer." "Okay, well, what do you suggest I do then? (Because I'M a customer too.)" [I didn't say what's in the parentheses, but I wanted to.] "I think Albert is available." "(Well, why didn't you just say that! Have him talk to me! Or better yet, why don't you talk to me??) Okay, well, can I speak with him please?" Click.
Uh...Silence. Four minutes pass. ... "Hi. alkjadsb balh abjdflkj." "I'm sorry, what?" "Blah bgkl mumble ag ldknad?" "(Whatever.) Can you tell me if you carry multi-speed beach cruisers?" "Oh, let me go look." Click.
For the love of ... gaa! What the WHAT!!
Silence...
Another five minutes pass. ... Silence.
I hang up. Call again.
No answer. Call again. No answer. Call one more time. "(Really? Is this how you want to play?)"
Wait a few minutes. Kvetch to some housemates. Call again.
A new woman picks up.
"Hello. Blahs anbl;kj mumble mumble." "I'm sorry WHAT?" "BLah ablkjdf mumble."
"(Okay, I'm done.) Hi. I've called a few times now, and various people in your department have put me on hold and never come back at least 5 times now. Can you please just tell me if you carry beach cruisers? That's all I'd like to know."
"Oh, let me go check."
AHHHHHHHHH! Walmart, I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION! MAY YOU NEVER PROSPER! MAY THE SPAWN OF YOUR COMPANY FAIL AND WHITHER TO PIECES AND MAY NO ONE EVER HOP THERE AGAIN!
Okay, I didn't say that, or even think that then, but now maybe.
"Okay, thank you." Click. "(Grrr....)"
Two minutes later...
"We do have beach cruisers. They are $90" (That means they are single speed but I ask anyway.)
"Do you know if they are multi-speed?"
"No, the guy who went to look didn't tell me. I can have him go - "
"No, thank you. It's fine. Bye." CLICK! (My turn this time! Ha!)
Sheesh! She had someone else go look. Why is it sooo hard, for any of them, to look at a row of bikes and tell a phone customer whether or not they have ONE kind of bike? It's a bike! Not a newborn child in the hospital waiting for its parents! A bike!
Needless to say, I did not go to Walmart or even Target or Costco. Today is the hottest day of the week, someone said. It was 100 degrees yesterday. I don't even want to know how hot it is today.
So, I went to the Student Bookstore and got an Ethernet cable instead. Then to the Student Health Center to pick up the last of my prescriptions that they had to order (because they don't keep Relefin in their building) but they couldn't find it. They tried to have me pay for it a second time and I was like, "Uh, no... I was already billed for it. I will be paying it in two minutes across the way; so I haven't physically paid for it yet, but I have already been billed. Did someone else pick it up?" "It says you already picked it up."
Big sigh. It got worked out, but I'm either being tested, with all this bike/phone/Rx/internet crap that's going on, or somebody down there really hates me. I can't imagine why. ;-)
But, hey! I now have internet! Worry-free! Or it better be!
Now all I need to do is find out what my mailbox # is and where it is so I can finish my Post Card Project! More details on that later.
... Oh, that and find out how to get a laundry card so I can do my laundry!! Eew! Smelly socks and chonies!
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