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The Saga of the Bag
Ok, so I could not post earlier for some reason, MySpace was being a douche….
So, at 9:45 last night I decided I did not trust Delta, and I went to target and bought some jeans, a shirt, some socks, underwear, and some Sudafed, and as I am standing there picking out my underwear, I get flashbacks to childhood where there are announcements over the intercom telling us that it is 10pm and the store is now closed, please take all your purchases to the front of the store. Not sure why that always happened as a kid, but I have a ton of memories of being at either Caldor or Bradlees with my mom, and the lights dimming and that announcement over the loud speakers the metal gate being half lowered across the doorway into the mall, but I have gotten off track now…
So, I got a call last night at 11ish from Tony The Flying Moose Delivery Service(I will leave the name alone, what can I say that can improve the humor in that?) telling me that he would be dropping my bag off to the Best Western on Main street in Watsonville in about a half an hour.
I felt the need to correct him, and tell him I was at the Holiday Inn Express, not the Best Western, and he looked at the slip and says “Oh yeah, it does say that doesn’t it”
oye….
So I go to bed….
3am rolls around and the phone rings, I wake up and answer it and don’t even let the person speak, I simply mutter the words…
“I’ll pick it up in the morning” and then hang up the phone.
So I get up, put on my new clothes and go down and check out and get my suitcase…. stick my dirty clothes in the suitcase in the target bag and then check out and go drop the suitcase into my trunk, basically untouched…
So that is that…
but I ended up coming back to the hotel tonight and checking back in because my work plans have changed and I am now here til Friday when I will be taking a red eye home…. so no New Jersey for me… Shucks… I am terribly disappointed…
Do You Really Wonder Why?
Ok, so I am pretty sure you all know I travel a shitload for work, and if you don’t, well I dunno what rock you have been living under for the past year.
So i always tell people how I never check bags, I always do a carry-on instead since I hate having to wait and I would be bumming if my suitcase did not make it.
However, I bought a new suitcase last night and screwed up and bought one that is too big to be a carry-on. OOPS!
So I had to check it when I got to the airport this morning, the first time for work I have had to check any luggage at all.
and SHOCKING, the bag never made it with me all the way to San Francisco! Who woulda thunk it?
Of course, I was suspicious when I got off the plane and did not bother to go wait at the carousel to see if it would come up, I just went rigt to the office, handed them my luggage receipt and asked for them to check it to see where it was. The guy then said, “oh, it is in Cincinnati, how did you know it did not make it here?”
“gut hunch is all”
“ok, well it will be here about 8:30 or so. Where are you staying?”
“In Watsonville at the Holiday Inn Express”
“Ouch, that is gonna cost us for the delivery tonight, I guess that is our fault though. Here is your free toiletry kit and your bag should be at the hotel sometime around 10, if it is not there by 10 please call.. yadda yadda yadda”
And people wonder why I never check any bags?!?!?!?
So here I am, in my hotel, waiting for my bag still….
and on a totally different note….. DAMN, FL is putting a spanking on OSU tonight!!
I Wish I Were In Denver
**Photos courtesy of Lyn
Not Happy with VW at the Moment
ok, so as some of if not all of you know my car is in the shop, it came down ill while in NH and started making a loud clanking noise.
I have 1500 or so miles left on my warranty, and VW does not want to fix the car under warranty because they say that it is my fault, the suspect that the damage is due to the engine running too hot, and improper oil being used, and not being changed often enough.
Now, I am a smart person, I am pretty handy, and on top of it all, I tend to be a tad frugal with my money – why should I pay someone else to do what I can do myself, right?
So, I do my own oil changes, and simple things like fuel filter, air filters, etc etc – no problem right?
I was instructed by the dealer I got my car from that I had to use a specific oil for my oil changes – Castrol Syntec(synthetic) 5W-40. Ok, no problem!
So I got the right oil and have been doing my oil changes. I even showed the quart to the mechanic and he looked at it and said, “Well, that is not the exact same stuff that we use, but it is the full synthetic, and the right type, so you should be ok”
OK, no problem right? WRONG
They want to deny my warranty because it was the wrong oil.
BUT it gets better!!!
On top of that…. they also want proof of the oil changes. They want the reciepts for oil changes at a dealer, or the jiffy lube, or the receipts for the oil and filter at someplace like AutoZone.
What? Who keeps a receipt for $30 spent at AutoZone to buy oil? I pay cash and the recipet never makes it to my car.
I was diligent about this car, I changed my oil every 3000-4000 miles, pretty damn good for me considering I usually would do it every 7000-8000 in my other cars before.
So I said that to the guy, and he tells me that in my owners manual it tells me that I need to keep documented receipts for anything like this in order for my warranty to be valid.
OH REALLY?!?! GUESS WHAT!!
My car had no owners manual! I was not given one by the dealer when I bought the car!
I specifically asked if there was anything special in it, and the only thing they told me was the oil, make sure you buy the right oil and use the right oil.
yeah, VW owes me, even if my lack of using the right oil, or not having receipts for things, Why? cuz their agents – aka sales person and service person – verbally told me what I needed to know, and they left out those things.
Yeah, I will throw them under the bus if I have to, I do not care how loyal I have been to Paul Clark Ford and Volkswagon, they deserve no loyalty at this point, for these things right here, as well as what they did to Tom after his years of service.
if worse comes to worse I will sell this car I love and never go back to VW again, if they want a loyal customer, then they need to be honorable about their part of the deal.
this will be updated……
I am a Socialite?
| What type of partier are you?
Your Result: The Socialite
You like only the best liquors, the latest trendy martini’s, or the finest single-malt scotch. You are not one for the ‘dive bar’, you prefer classy lounges filled with model-quality people. When intoxicated, you flirt, but are coy and unattainable, you make your suitors WORK for it. |
I would like to add that I also do like dive bars, I don’t like scotch, but the rest is basically true…..
Spider-Man, Spider-Man, Does Whatever A Spider Can
You are Spider-Man
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You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.
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Ok, So the Series of Events…
Posted by nedster in Annoucements, Personal, Stuff on 2006/10/22
My sister is getting a whole bunch of kitchen cabinets from my aunt because she is doing a remodel of a house down in Mattapoisett that my cousins bought together.
So I went to my mom’s house to meet up with my sister and my mom to get a truck and go get them and bring them back, in the mean time my sister and her boyfriend met me there so that I could give them back the noise canceling headphones I borrowed to see if I wanted to spend the $50 on a pair of Sony, or spend the $300 on a pair of Bose or Brookstone.
So I get there and everyone is in the kitchen, I take the headphones out of my bag and my sister puts out her hand palm down to get them from me. Since the Brookstone ones were in a case with a caribiner on them and the sony were in a bag, I had attached them together. So in being the person I am, I hung them by the string across her middle finger.
She turns to her BF and says something, “See what I mean?”
My other sister then reaches over, and moves them from the middle finger to the finger next to it, and says “So how did you like those headphones?”
I start off into an explanation about which ones I liked and did not like and I am interrupted slightly by my sister’s BF who says “It is a family trait isn’t it?”
I stop and look at them and say “What do you mean by that? Because I connected and attached together the 2 things I was going to give you?”
At this point they all shake their heads and my other sister then grabs me and my head and pulls me forward and puts my face about 2 inches from my sisters hand and says “How bout them headphones”
To which I then pause, realize that the headphones were not really what they were talking about.
My response now……
“DAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNN”
Sitting on my sisters left ring finger(the one my other sister moved the headphones to) is a quite large multi-diamond ring glistening in the poor lighting of my mother’s kitchen.
She got engaged the night before, and was attempting to be subtle to make me notice the ring, yeah, it did not work. This seems to be a trend with women lately, and I will cover that in another blog.
So now I get the back story, and realize exactly why my sister’s BF, now fiance, made the comment about it being a family trait. Both my mother and my sister did not realize that she had the ring on either when she walked in and was pointing around and asking ridiculous questions about where to put George’s(her dog) food for when he goes to my mom’s house to be dog sat while they were in Jamaica in a couple weeks.
Yeah, for some reason my family is all oblivious to subtlety like that, we get fixated on a task and block out things that don’t really matter or pertain to the task at hand, this is both a good thing and a bad thing at times I suppose, but at least we get the job done!
I heard the story about how he did it and I will share that in another blog later, it was kind of a nice and cute story.
I Feel Bad
Posted by nedster in Annoucements, Personal, Stuff on 2006/09/25
Cuz I got word that my uncle died this morning, and while it is sad, it is also a blessing from what I have heard, but I am not really upset by it. I am more upset about not being very upset.
I have not seen him in probably 10 years, and had a chance to go see him a couple weeks ago but had other things that I had to get done so I was unable to do so.
I wish I could say I have happy memories of him as a child, but I don’t.
When I think of him, the only things that come to mind are gross smelling cigars, beer, gin and tonic and how red his face and nose was all the time, along with his house that smelled funny.
So I dunno what, if anything I should be feeling at this point, I guess it is kinda life…
Not sure on funeral arrangements yet….
It Was “WICKED COOL”
So I was flying home from Las Vegas after a lovely stay in Salt Lake City for a couple days….. yeah… that was exciting…
but there was a really cool thing that I got to see on the way home, while flying over eastern Colorado (I was on JetBlue so I got to see the tracker thing on my screen so I knew where I was) there were severe thunderstorms, luckily we were flying well above them so they did not affect the flight and being a smooth flight.
It was really one of the coolest things I have gotten to see, it looked like the 4th of July in the sky below, there were flashes one after another, almost constantly, you could see up to 8 different ones all going at once. Sometimes just seeing the clouds being lit up, and sometimes seeing the actual bolts shooting between the clouds.
It was kind of like watching an old movie where they are bombing a city at night, and you are in the bombers. You see the flashes lighting up the sky and clouds below you. If I did not know what it was, I would have thought someone was bombing colorado.
It was truly one of the coolest things I have ever seen, unfortunately it kept me awake for WAY too long because I watched it for well over 2 hours, and then again over Ohio I think it was where there were some more storms, but not as big as the ones out in Colorado.
When in Houston…
At the hotel in Houston, I was down eating breakfast in the lobby and I heard the girl at the front desk call a room and say “Hi, Mr. So and So, the police wanted to know if you had called a wrecker for your car or if you needed them to call one for you”
then she called another room and said the exact same thing, I was puzzled and figured 2 people got into an accident in the parking lot, stupid idiots, but hey sometimes shit happens, even in a parking lot.
So I finish up my breakfast and go grab my bag and head out to my car to go to the customer site.
And what should my wondering eyes behold… 2 cars in the parking lot…. on cinder blocks… no tires…. with all the lug nuts from the tires sitting on the ground right by where the tires used to be on the cars.
So yeah, i guess it was a real safe area I was staying in, and I am guessing that it what the police were asking about a wrecker for, not because of any accident in the parking lot.
I feel bad for the guys, that just kinda sucks for them, glad it was not my car though…