Dear Beloved Telecomm Company
RantWoman has signed into her online banking.
RantWoman has moved money around.
RantWoman has instructed Bank to send funds. Bank will only send fundson Monday.
RantWoman is vexed because the amount due according to the bank looks unreasonable and out of line with this mrrning's conversation with customer service. This problem is going to have to keep until Monday.
RantWoman is further vexed because she has allowed bills to go to her bank but somehow the statement details go Poof as soon as RantWoman applies funds. RantWoman is unclear whether signing in to Beloved Telecomm Provider's site would offer anything helpful. This problem too will now have to keep until Monday.
See RantWoman is off on one of her periodic forays out into the land beyond the internet, a cell-phone dead zone in Central WA where "cloud" means a fuzzy misty thing in the sky and people better be able do to face-to-face because connections to cyberspace are iffy and unreliable. Unfortunately, RantWoman also gets to be in charge of one subset of minutes and papers. Good thing RantWoman can still relate to thumb drives, better yet before heading out of town!
RantWoman would be terribly excited if all her vexations magically disappeared while she is gone. Sure, and RantWoman has a large supply of fairy godmothers to help make it all happen! But a girl can hope.
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