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Showing posts with label monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monday. Show all posts
Monday, April 16, 2012
Monday, December 19, 2011
Non sequitors and 51¢
Non sequitor. I looked it up online. From our friends at Merriam-Webster:
"...an inference that does not follow from the premises; specifically : a fallacy resulting from a simple conversion of a universal affirmative proposition or from the transposition of a condition and its consequent."
Who writes like this? I don't even know what that means. But I love the phrase. Regardless, my life has been a series of these of late, including here. Last week, it was Amazon.com.
Stage: I get a bill from Amazon for 51¢. I don't buy things that cost 51¢. But I can't find my Amazon card. And I can't remember my password. So I can't log in. (I know, I know - don't write me about this)
Calling GE Money (which is the Amazon credit card) is like something out of a Monty Python skit. First thing I notice when I talk to "Sharon" is that there is some crazy party in the background, complete with horns, hooting, and singing. It's so loud that I can't hear Sharon.
Really.
I explain my dilemma. Between hoots, hollers, and singing in the background, Sharon suggests I cancel the card. I agree. She does. Then I ask what we are going to do about the 51¢. Sharon tells me to log in and look at the charge.
I pause. I can't, I say. 1) I can't remember my password; 2) I can't find my card needed to reset the password; and 3) we have canceled the card.
She pauses. I say, I need to now DISPUTE the charges because I can't log in to review the charges.
She asks why I didn't say that I needed a password reset instead of a new card.
I say because I do need a new card because I can't find my old one.
She asks if it was stolen.
I have no idea, I say. I can't find it so I don't know if it was stolen.
So now she is annoyed because she has to read me a VERY LONG explanation of disputing charges that involve investigations and red envelopes in the mail. The party is still going on in the background. It's raucous. She is missing out on the fun for 51¢.
It's 51¢. I tell her that I will just pay it. But I can't now, because the card is canceled. I don't know how to dispute something that I can't see.
John Cleese, you would be proud.
"...an inference that does not follow from the premises; specifically : a fallacy resulting from a simple conversion of a universal affirmative proposition or from the transposition of a condition and its consequent."
Who writes like this? I don't even know what that means. But I love the phrase. Regardless, my life has been a series of these of late, including here. Last week, it was Amazon.com.
Stage: I get a bill from Amazon for 51¢. I don't buy things that cost 51¢. But I can't find my Amazon card. And I can't remember my password. So I can't log in. (I know, I know - don't write me about this)
Calling GE Money (which is the Amazon credit card) is like something out of a Monty Python skit. First thing I notice when I talk to "Sharon" is that there is some crazy party in the background, complete with horns, hooting, and singing. It's so loud that I can't hear Sharon.
Really.
I explain my dilemma. Between hoots, hollers, and singing in the background, Sharon suggests I cancel the card. I agree. She does. Then I ask what we are going to do about the 51¢. Sharon tells me to log in and look at the charge.
I pause. I can't, I say. 1) I can't remember my password; 2) I can't find my card needed to reset the password; and 3) we have canceled the card.
She pauses. I say, I need to now DISPUTE the charges because I can't log in to review the charges.
She asks why I didn't say that I needed a password reset instead of a new card.
I say because I do need a new card because I can't find my old one.
She asks if it was stolen.
I have no idea, I say. I can't find it so I don't know if it was stolen.
So now she is annoyed because she has to read me a VERY LONG explanation of disputing charges that involve investigations and red envelopes in the mail. The party is still going on in the background. It's raucous. She is missing out on the fun for 51¢.
It's 51¢. I tell her that I will just pay it. But I can't now, because the card is canceled. I don't know how to dispute something that I can't see.
John Cleese, you would be proud.
Monday, December 05, 2011
Monday, November 07, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday memories
When I think about memories, I think of two very specific people. My Grandfather and my first GSD, Allie. Yes, I consider her a person.
Paul would describe Allie as not a dog at all; rather, she was a transcendental being sent to earth by aliens to observe life.She had a general disdain for dirt, mud, rain, and cold cement. She did love the water, the beach, and surprisingly, the snow. She really loved our sofa and our bed.
We loved her more than words could ever convey. Her allergies scarred her body but never her spirit. She loved Paul and tolerated me. Oh sweet ironies, you don't pick dogs; they pick you. We were grateful to have the time with her that we did.
Where ever she is now, she is definitely chasing seagulls, chewing on bones, and eating puppy treats. Our sweet girkie.
Paul would describe Allie as not a dog at all; rather, she was a transcendental being sent to earth by aliens to observe life.She had a general disdain for dirt, mud, rain, and cold cement. She did love the water, the beach, and surprisingly, the snow. She really loved our sofa and our bed.
We loved her more than words could ever convey. Her allergies scarred her body but never her spirit. She loved Paul and tolerated me. Oh sweet ironies, you don't pick dogs; they pick you. We were grateful to have the time with her that we did.
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| From All Allie All the Time |
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| From All Allie All the Time |
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| From All Allie All the Time |
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| From All Allie All the Time |
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| From All Allie All the Time |
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| From All Allie All the Time |
Where ever she is now, she is definitely chasing seagulls, chewing on bones, and eating puppy treats. Our sweet girkie.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Back at it
Today, I head back to work after a beautiful week at the cottage. At times, it flew by; at other points, it felt as time was suspended. It was delicious. I got to pick up my camera, make new friends, walk the beach, have lunch and dinner with friends, and read.
As I head back to work, I will miss this most.
Happy Monday.
As I head back to work, I will miss this most.
Happy Monday.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Monday Memories
It's freezing. I needed a reminder that summer will return. Soon.
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| From Summer Weekends |
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| From Summer Weekends |
Monday, November 08, 2010
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