I have however, learned to stand up for myself in the past .. oh.. I don't know how many years. All I know is that I used to be a ridiculously shy, scared little girl that could never have the courage to stand up for herself. I am happy to say that I have gathered up some wisdom along my way to.. Death. HAHA.. Well, that's what it is, isn't it?? You live.. learn... gather up all sorts of knowledge and wisdom.. then you're body and mind crumbles to bits (lol) and you're...Dead. BUT... that's okay. We are focusing on the positive.. the NOW.. .the NOT-dead portion of this existence. Wisdom. A lovely thing.
Scene: Giant Eagle. At cashier attempting to purchase an item for $6.49. It rings up $6.99. I know this is wrong and I tell her (not very friendly "little person") it's wrong. Of course I get that attitude like... Whatever man.. just buy the effing thing.. don't be a pain in the ass... you're probably wrong anyways. So she calls the manager over and they send this "gentleman" back to the shelf to see how much it REALLY is. He comes back and says "$6.79". Hahahaha..... I know I'm right and I'm not gonna let these fuckers pull a fast one! So I'm like, No, that's not right. I'm going to go look myself, ok? She's like "Well, he already looked." I go over to look, and thanks to the wonderful technology of today, I took a photograph of said price tag which read "$6.49, mother fucka!" On my way over, I did doubt myself, which I all too often do and I'm thinkin', I'm gonna feel like somewhat of a dork If I roll back over there and I'm wrong. But, I was right! The item right next to it was $6.79. NOT the item I was trying to buy Thankyouverymuch. So, I snap a pic of it.. and waltz on over to the tiny cashier like Bam! Haha... The manager saw it and had her change it. All that attitude for nothing. Gee, the customer actually IS right sometimes. I finally got an apology at the end. I'm surprised tho. They don't be passin' those things out these days.
THEN.... *sigh* Yesterday was one of those days. I don't feel like typing this whole thing out but.. I need this medical device for my mouth, but I don't need it enough to pay the $485 that they want for it. I was told by the insurance company that it was NOT covered. The doc's office calls back and says "It's 100% covered". Um, ok. So I go in, and they reassure me when I enter that it's 100% covered. Terrific. So I get fitted for this medical device - which requires purple Goo to be jammed into the pie hole - which I actually don't mind all that much - but apparently it was their Friday and their minds were elsewhere - and she did my Upper instead of my Lower. AFTER I already corrected her when I heard her saying "top". So.. I had to be gagged by Purple Pete Twice. Not that big of a deal.. but THEN...I'm about to leave and the chic wants me to sign a piece of paper stating that I will pay whatever balance is left over IF the insurance company doesn't pay 100%. UUmmmmmm .... did we NOT have this conversation earlier?? The reason I am standing in your building is because it's not going to cost me a dime. F*CK!!!!!!
But today is Friday. And, I'm alive.. and I can See and Hear and Smell and.. Taste those mashed potatoes. Haha... I'm on a soft food diet at the moment. TMJ is flarin' up! It's awesome! "Temporomandibular Joint disorder". I know it could be a LOT worse tho. So, all is well in Train Wreck Land. ....with the exception of me throwing this fax machine out the WINDOW!!!
Good Day!
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