Shoved to Them
There are a few things which have been bugging me lately. I have a friend I usually grouse about these things with, but she’s moving this week, so we haven’t gotten to talk. Then I thought to myself, “Self, you should tell the Internets. They will understand.”
Here’s what’s bugging me/My opportunities for sainthood
1. I hate the voice recognition thing when I call the electric department. I used to think that “Press 1 for…” was annoying. Then they introduced the whole “Say 1 for…” and I longed to be able to simply press a number.
It doesn’t matter where I hide in my house. I’ve even tried hiding in my husband’s closet with the door closed. The children always come and find me. They shriek “I’ve found her! She’s hiding in the garage under the car!” and the stupid thing says “Return to Main Menu” and I have to start all over again. The three year old can get it to switch to Spanish with a high pitched shriek and the 1 year old’s cry must sound as if I’m done because it will invariably reply “Thank you for calling. Good bye.”
2. Those little dots I get when I type in my password. Can secrecy be an option? I get that if I were online at McDonald’s while the children were in the playplace ( I would never do this. I watch my children play for hours and never get bored by the “Watch me slide again, Mommy!” ) then I would want my password to be concealed.
But at home? I want to know what I’m typing because sometimes I think I may have messed it up. But then I’m not really sure I’ve messed it up, so I delete it anyway. I have to. I only get so many tries with some websites before they lock me out for 24 hours. If I had that kind of time I’d go do stuff in person. I’m in a hurry, that’s why I’m doing stuff online in the first place.
Can the computer people not give me and option? “Click here for password protection.” That’s all I’m saying.
3. The Computer Guy and I went to look at cars this weekend. Big giant church bus vans. The sales man was great. He seemed to get exactly what we wanted. (He was new. I’m sure that they’ll beat the helpfulness out of him at some point.) We explained to him that our car is paid off and seats everyone, but our boys are growing and something bigger is in our near future. We also told him that we can hold out for a good deal but will buy now if the price is right. He showed us everything they have in behemoth transportation.
He was great. The manager who was supposed to tell us the price was not. He refused to give us a price on two of the three vans because “You aren’t ready to buy today.” Really? We brought our checkbook and the title for our trade in. Then on the third van he told us a price which was way high. I smiled sweetly and said “The place in Dallas has the same model with fewer miles for $6000 less than you are asking.” He replied “I hope you enjoy the drive to Dallas.”
I thought the economy was tanking. It’s not. It’s so good that they won’t even sell you a car when you show up ready to talk numbers. I guess people don’t talk numbers anymore, they talk “What kind of payment can you afford?” Maybe that’s why the economy is tanking.
Just a thought.
4. Waiting is killing me. We’re moving in the Spring. (Did you know?) I’m ready to just go. Let’s rip the band aid off and stop prolonging the agony. I’m not a patient person. Can we just go already?
5. The 3 year old is the size of a kindergartner and still not potty trained. He adamantly refuses to even sit near the potty, forget about on it. My Achilles heel of mothering is potty training. I’m not good at it. Eventually they just get tired of listening to me and give in. I hear about people who can teach their kids in a day or a weekend. It takes me months of begging, pleading, bribing and yelling to get there. Is there someone I can hire for this? Do you have their number?
That’s what’s bugging me. Anything you need to share with the class?
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