Oh yeah. My best friend did this to me last year, and it took months to get past it. Particularly seeing as I texted her while she was still out (she posted to FB from the pub) saying I could be there in half an hour and she still blew me off.
The Add-On program has been going for a long time now, it doesn’t cover everything sub-$25, and not everything ships free via Prime even beyond the Add-On items.
On another note: My husband is driving us home from our vacation weekend, half-expecting that he won’t make it in time to see his mother before she passes away. But maybe she’s fine. We don’t know.
See, three of his siblings have called him already about their Alzheimer’s-ridden mother (but apparently no one who’s actually seen her today is communicating with us), who was taken to the hospital because she’s “not feeling well” and “fell out of bed on Thursday” (um, yeah, it’s Sunday… I’m assuming your dad put her back in bed that night? Or when? What?) and the normally optimistic sister is not so much right now and we don’t know if she has an actual reason to be suspecting that This Is It.
Meanwhile, these siblings are all great at getting on Facebook to bitch at each other at other times, but apparently not to notice when their brother is hours away on a vacation for a few days (including photos and so on) because they were all calling to find out if he can drop everything (yes) and get right to the hospital (not really, give us a few hours).
So he’s half-frustrated and sad, half into the Acceptance phase of grief (as they’ve slowly been losing the real her for years), and not sure what he should expect when he gets home.
Is there anything here that makes the add-on program a good thing, or not worth a rant?
Just saying that it’s neither new nor an especial slap at Prime members, since Prime isn’t otherwise an exclusive guarantee but for these items.
People who randomly capitalize words in the middle of sentences for no fucking reason. Drives me up the fucking wall.
I couldn’t stop to gawk since I was on my way to class, but once I saw a cop stop a couple of kids on a Vespino and start on his way to ripping them a series of holes on account of:
- illegal to have two people on a bike that small,
- illegal to be wearing no helmets,
- the one on your elbow doesn’t count, “you think with your elbow? Are you sure? I seriously doubt that you do any thinking, either with your head or your elbow.”
The cop sounded like he was very much in Dad Mode, if you know what I mean. There’s some tones that you usually only expect from your relatives and when they use them you know your pride is going to hurt for days.
GOOD COP!!! Here’s a donut. 
(I really love the bolded part.)
Not really a rant, this is just odd. I do needlework. I’ve been in several guilds, and a few of the little old ladies have said that they have written me into their wills. They want their needlework supplies and tools to go to someone who will appreciate and use them, and they knew their kids/grands etc. would just dump them.
Yesterday, I got a package and a letter from an executor saying that one of my stitching friends had passed away and that this was the first of 4 boxes I was going to get.
Sad about stitching friend. Happy to be remembered and to get the stuff. I will think of her every time I use it and will remember her when I look at things I’ve made with her fibers.
The confusing part is that there was a check for $2,000 as well. I’m not family, I wasn’t even a close friend, just someone who shared a hobby with her. I’m going to call the executor tomorrow and ask about if there was some mistake. I don’t want to take stuff that her family wants, and of course they would want the money.
Like I said, not a rant, just very odd.
Damn guys, could you be MORE like some 1970’s caricature from a Blaxpoitation film? It’s like you’re sitting out there trying to compete against each other to be the biggest stereotype. It’s embarrassing.
(Two guys sitting out behind the apartment building, talking.)
Weaksauce is…weaksauce.
Stupid, bland, aesthetically displeasing sounding slang. I hope it dies soon.
Personally, I hate the term “fuckwit”. I don’t know why, but it pisses me off.
I’m pregnant. Since Valentine’s Day, when I found out, up until just a few weeks ago I’d been in a “threatened miscarriage” state. I’ve stopped cramping, bleeding, and freaking out about it, so that’s good. At one point I had an abscess on my leg that could not go untreated and which required a minor surgical procedure. Normally this procedure would be accompanied by sedation but… pregnant. It was literally the worst, most painful experience of my life.
The other day I swore I had a tooth abscess so I went to the clinic first for antibiotics and a consult with my OB. Dentist the following day and, no, I don’t have a tooth abscess. Rather, I have “pregnancy gingivitis” and my gums have since blown up and are now very red and angry and swollen and fucking painful and I’m living on things like yogurt and chicken broth because anything else is too painful. The dentist prescribed a mouthwash and a treatment regimen that is basically torture, so that’s awesome.
Yesterday I realized I’m sick as hell. The day before I thought maybe it was just a little seasonal allergies but, no. Today my chest aches and I can’t breathe properly and I have these coughing fits that I swear will kill me. It hurts so bad.
Basically, I’ve been miserable since fucking February for one reason or another and I’m goddamned sick of it. I’m cranky all the time anymore, I’m on doctor’s orders to not have sex (and not just sex, I’m not allowed to orgasm at all), and my oldest’s father just texted me to say that the boy wants to eat at a little restaurant/diner called “Freddie’s” and would it be okay for him to be late. Except what he actually texted was “Alex wants to eat freddy is that ok will be late” and it’s pissing me off more than it should but, goddamn it, can you just be NOT FUCKING STUPID?!
Update: critical but stable condition, severe UTI plus low blood counts, crazy-high heart rate (with a pacemaker in place), low BP, messed-up kidney values. The siblings are beginning to talk about another serious talk (or is that Serious Talk?) with their father, who is her caretaker. She gets tons of UTIs, but this time he waited a couple days to seek medical help after she fell (hard enough to get a facial abrasion) and was unable to get up on her own. Maybe he’ll finally listen when they tell him that those two can’t live in their house any longer.
I moved in April of 2011. The house that I shared with the former Mr Kitty was part of our bankruptcy. He remained in the house until the bankruptcy was finalized in October of 2011. The bank received the house- it’s all theirs. I have paperwork stating this. My lawyer has paperwork stating this. THEIR lawyer has paperwork stating this.
Can someone PLEASE explain to me WHY the bank CANNOT UNDERSTAND THIS??? The house is empty. It’s theirs. Yet they continue to contact me in an attempt to collect on the mortgage, and the one-two punch recently is they 1) purchased homeowner’s insurance ‘at (my) expense’ because I didn’t have a policy, and 2) have sold my mortgage to a new bank. I’ve called more time than I can count to try to explain that not only did I move out two years ago, but the last person to inhabit the house died almost a year ago, and the house HAS BEEN THEIRS SINCE OCTOBER OF 2011!!! The last rep I talked with said the house is going through a foreclosure, and sometimes it just takes a while. WHY IS IT GOING THROUGH A FORECLOSURE??? IT BELONGS TO YOU ALREADY!!! WHO DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO FIGHT YOU???
Now I need to call YET ANOTHER bank and explain to them that THEY, not I, own the house.
I shudder to think what kind of condition the house is in at this point. They’d probably be better off razing the whole thing and just selling off the land, which, considering the amount of work we put into designing and building it, pretty much breaks my heart.
Well, that truly sucks. I wish you all the best of luck in getting through to yet another bank that they own the house, not you, and they need to piss the hell off.
PayPal, you can go to hell. You can go to hell and die. Once again, we’re doing the “trying to renew my membership without creating a Paypal account” song and dance. The last thing I want is those bastards glomming onto my credit card number again.
bobkitty, IANAL, but I have been through bankruptcy and lost a house (more than 10 years ago). Can the attorney that did your BK write one of those letters that threaten a lawsuit if someone tries to collect on a discharged debt? My attorney said that he would write a couple of those for me if they were needed and they were included with the fee I paid him for my BK. Something to try, anyway.
Oddly, though much tackier than “weaksauce” (or is it weak sauce?), that one doesn’t bother me nearly as much, though I generally really dislike profanity.
Most slang doesn’t bother me, because after all, it’s slang…but there are a few that just stick in my craw… Like you, I never know why, it’s just something in the sound, or something 
Thanks, Cat Whisperer!
My lawyer actually salivates at the thought of people attempting to collect a discharged debt.. I’ve had to contact him a couple time when the bank was getting particularly insistent. So in sure if the new bank turns out to be as dunderheaded, I can give him a call and get it straightened out. It’s just so frustrating to think that they could’ve had a nice family living in the house for the past 18 months rather than letting it just rot.
My father’s being an ass. My mom died nearly a year ago. She promised her jewelry to her granddaughters. My dad lives on the other side of the country and won’t send it to me. He wants me to visit him and he’s using the jewelry as blackmail. I won’t set foot in his house until he finally tells my 38 year old brother to get a job and move out. He’s also giving said unemployed brother a hundred bucks a week in spending money while not asking him for rent or to do chores.
So he’s breaking a promise his dead wife made to his granddaughters, enabling his son to be a lazy pile of dirt and hating me for pointing this out.