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lillian13Since I took an extra day off, I decided to take care of some business. I called and cancelled one of my credit cards that I had emptied on a balance transfer. The CSR was very nice, and tried to do her job (get me to transfer the balance back for a very low rate), but I held firm. This is the card that raised my rate to insane levels after a late payment and wouldn't lower them again. Now, I no longer make late payments, but the attitude I always got from them still puts my teeth on edge, over 6 months later. So I very politely said no.
Time Warner, my old cable provider, tried calling me with the "you only have basic cable! OMG! We must help you upgrade!1!!1!!" spiel. When I informed him that I had in fact cancelled my Time Warner and was going with AT&T, he got rather snotty. Why did I leave? I wasn't going to pay TWC $120 a year to rent their box. This kid practically called me a liar (we don't charge that!), so I just repeated myself and hung up. C'mon, people, get your facts straight before you cold-call, 'kay?
Then I went to cancel my TiVo. I really, really didn't want to do this. I luv my TiVo! But it just wasn't working with the new content provider, so with a heavy heart, I called. I'm glad I did. The very nice lady with a very strong Deep South accent (mine came back after 60 seconds on the phone with her), walked me through everything I can do right now, with only 1.5 hands (I may have to rearrange cables later), and made me promise to call back when I was able to move equipment, since they knew how to set everything up with AT&T, which makes me very happy. The AT&T DVR is...ok. But it is most emphatically NOT TiVo. So, I still have TiVo.
Washed my right hand in the shower this morning; still looks icky. TWELVE stitches, running partway up my palm. Bruises on my palm look like I had a handful of dark blue ink at one point. No bleeding, and no real pain, though I imagine that's mainly due to keeping my wrist straight. The few times it flexed a little in the shower I sure knew about it! My handwriting is awful; I'm trying to write around a hunk of plastic across my hand. Everyone who has to deal with my marked-up copy at work will just have to be patient for a couple of weeks.
And it took me 5 minutes to put on my bra this morning. Hmph.
Time Warner, my old cable provider, tried calling me with the "you only have basic cable! OMG! We must help you upgrade!1!!1!!" spiel. When I informed him that I had in fact cancelled my Time Warner and was going with AT&T, he got rather snotty. Why did I leave? I wasn't going to pay TWC $120 a year to rent their box. This kid practically called me a liar (we don't charge that!), so I just repeated myself and hung up. C'mon, people, get your facts straight before you cold-call, 'kay?
Then I went to cancel my TiVo. I really, really didn't want to do this. I luv my TiVo! But it just wasn't working with the new content provider, so with a heavy heart, I called. I'm glad I did. The very nice lady with a very strong Deep South accent (mine came back after 60 seconds on the phone with her), walked me through everything I can do right now, with only 1.5 hands (I may have to rearrange cables later), and made me promise to call back when I was able to move equipment, since they knew how to set everything up with AT&T, which makes me very happy. The AT&T DVR is...ok. But it is most emphatically NOT TiVo. So, I still have TiVo.
Washed my right hand in the shower this morning; still looks icky. TWELVE stitches, running partway up my palm. Bruises on my palm look like I had a handful of dark blue ink at one point. No bleeding, and no real pain, though I imagine that's mainly due to keeping my wrist straight. The few times it flexed a little in the shower I sure knew about it! My handwriting is awful; I'm trying to write around a hunk of plastic across my hand. Everyone who has to deal with my marked-up copy at work will just have to be patient for a couple of weeks.
And it took me 5 minutes to put on my bra this morning. Hmph.
