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Writing a long and detailed email which I tried to cut / paste, but having it vanish into the ethosphere before I pasted or sent it I spent over an hour trying to retrieve it to no avail and I don't feel like writing it again.

^That sucks too when it happens! I have a hard time organizing my thoughts and put a lot of effort even while posting random things so i really hate when i lose what i meant to post.

Site was down for a 3rd of the day/night

hope it doesn't get to be any more than that.

We've been promised a move to a new server this week. Would like to have been given more details, plus a guarantee that it WILL happen...

Thanks, as I hope this server transference occurs

Whoof. Got up at 6 a.m. (it's 9:15 where I am now). Have done a lot of inside house work, but have to go out and do a bit of weeding, watering, pruning. Have a followup appointment with endodontist at a really bad commuting time - it's 25 miles to get there, and I'll be heading home along with about seven thousand of my closest friends... and I will never, never, never let them schedule me that late in the day again.

Oh well. Onward.

waiting around for people to come over.

(For the TL; DR folks, this is about appallingly rude treatment by a cashier.)

So... a few days ago I went to a local health food/supplements store and ordered some essential oils. The woman who took my order has been plausibly-deniably borderline rude to me before, who knows why. But she was quite polite and helpful with the order, and I left feeling vaguely encouraged that perhaps she'd resolved whatever it was that had been bugging her.

Hoo boy.

I got an email today, which I misunderstood, telling me the order was shipped - which I thought meant it had arrived. So off I go to pick up my stuff.

Same woman, puts my customer ID # in their database, proceeds to inform me that

(a) no order is in there,
(b) no order was EVER in there,
(c) I have NEVER placed any special orders with that chain EVER, and
(d) my name is something totally different that what it really is.

(Thus, she'd pulled up the wrong data file! And when I told her that wasn't my name she got *ANGRY* at ME?)

What on earth?

I pointed out that she herself had taken the order and I told her exactly what was in it... whereupon another cashier intervened, checked everything again, and let me know it was on its way and when to expect it. (PS, I had the receipt as well, but it was on my fridge at home, under a magnet. Still is. When I go back to collect, I'll bring it with me, you betcha.)

Fortunately, this is a chain, and there are other stores that I will patronize instead once I've collected these oils. Unfortunately, they're 25 miles away. But it's worth a 50 mile round trip, not to interact with that woman ever again.

No, of course she didn't apologize.

Sheeesh.

(P.S. I've actually seen behavior much like this before, in a workplace; the individual turned out to have some serious problems and seemed compelled to mistreat specific people; the behavior escalated until she ultimately lost her job, and no, I had nothing to do with that.)

i'm still alive. i'm still me.




nothing ever changes. not for long enough that it matters, anyway.

^Not much I can do to help, Kip, but I can say that I'm sorry you're dealing with this stuff. (Edit in: and though it may sound unsympathetic, the fact that you are still alive and unequivocally yourself does not sadden me one whit... it is not meant to be unsympathetic at all.)

from setback to setback..
from recover and keep going ...
stealing waterbuckets ? what's next ?

is there always one more bridge to cross ?