Internship

I am interning in Washington, D.C. this fall and have started a blog on WordPress about it. Sorry, but I just can't get into Blogger for some reason. Anyway, if you are interested, here is the link:  http://missmonicagoestowashington.wordpress.com/

Too Scared to Sleep

Ok. I've completed my readings for class tomorrow. I'm in bed, and I'm too scared to go to sleep. My desktop is on in the other room and the screen is glowing green. I can't being myself to get up and either turn it off or shut the door. I'm frozen with fear. I'm a wuss. All I can think about is the Steven King novel "Tommyknockers" which scared the crap out of me in my late teens!

How am I going to get to sleep? I think I'll turn on the Food Network and see if it can take my mind off of it.

Seriously, how old am I? Ugh!

Bitchy Results in Results Again

Man I hate to have to resort to being a bitch, but it sometimes seems like the only language people understand.

About a month ago, I returned a defective LaserJet cartridge to 123InkJets.com. I had to return it at my own expense and also with the extra fee of a delivery receipt. It cost me nearly $9.00 to return it, plus the inconvenience of packaging it up and then driving to and waiting in line at the post office to get it sent off.

I never heard from 123InkJets about the return, so I had to track down when the package was delivered to them. They acknowledged they had received it two weeks prior to my inquiry and CLAIMED they had processed my $65.69 refund.

I have no credit cards, so I checked and double checked my bank account and did not find the credit back to my account anywhere.

I emailed them again (a total of about 10 emails by the end). They claimed it was processed on the day it was returned to them through my Paypal account. I then contacted Paypal. They told me there was no record of a transaction and that I should contact 123InkJets and ask for the transaction number.

I want it to be known that 123InkJets was extremely kind in their email chain to me, as I was to them. Overly cordial and apologetic, which went a long way toward my ability to keep my patience with them.

After asking them for a Paypal tracking number, they sent an email saying they would credit my account and it should post by Monday.

Monday came and went. Tuesday came and went. NOW, I was mad. I was SICK OF THIS. Just give me my damn money back. How hard can it be?

So, I wrote a mean email to them (see email below) this morning and low and behold... they sent my refund to Paypal this morning.

WHY do I have to resort to being a bitch to get anybody to do anything?

So frustrating!

My Bitchy Email: Ok, I've been nice, but this is getting ridiculous! It is now WEDNESDAY and I STILL DO NOT HAVE A REFUND FROM YOU! Get this taken care of immediately!

I am in contact with Paypal and they have been notified that you are not holding up to your own return policies. This needs to be taken care of TODAY! AND I would like you to email me the Paypal transaction number as soon as you take care of it so that I have proof you have taken care of it.

Call me with any questions or issues. Let's gets this taken care of!

Hours on End of Homework

I have spent hours and hours and hours and hours preparing for my midterms next week and trying to finish up all of the remaining readings for my classes this week. I am seriously tired!  I have two 4000-level classes this semester by a professor who takes preparing you for graduate school or law school VERY seriously. I appreciate all that he does, but I also wonder what in the heck am I doing to myself?

I could go back to working M-F, 8-5 (like I EVER worked those hours) and getting a pretty good paycheck and have FREE TIME to go golfing or scuba diving or SLEEP or or or. I think I'm just overly emotional right now and on the verge of tears wondering what I am doing.

 

Next semester I plan to only take ONE class from this professor, but I will still have three other classes I will need to get As in. I am also hopeful that some REAL WORK will come in and I will be making money again. The collapse of the housing market has screwed over my entire life, my lifestyle, my professional career, everything! I sure hope I come out of this at least liking what I do for a living... whatever that may be.

I wish I was one of those people who could just lay around all day and watch TV, eat and drink while collecting money from the government. Oh ya, AND I could have my own cell phone paid for too. An Obamaphone. Fabulous! Just wondering right now... if they get jobs, will they then have to give up their Obamaphones? That would SUCK for them. What is actually going to make them get back to work? Why work when you can do nothing and still survive? I'll tell you why I do... because I have self-worth and I DO NOT want to be a BURDEN to everyone around me. If you get government assistance of any kind, where do you think that money came from? Do you think it's Obama Money? Do you think it just gets printed and there is no harm done? Do you realize that someone like ME worked my ass off to get taxes taken out of my check so that YOU can do NOTHING!!!?!?!?!??!!?!?!?!?!? I hope ALL of those on government assistance are on it because they truly need it and that they have a plan to GET OFF OF IT ASAP. If you are on it and you don't think you need to be off of it, CONSIDER YOURSELF A PART OF THE PROBLEM. It is stealing. The government is STEALING from me. They TAKE my money and give it to someone else. I believe wholeheartedly in charity and helping those in need. I just think I am the one to best decide who needs help around me, NOT THE GOVERNMENT. I want to have my money to donate to causes I believe in and to organizations who have track records of ACTUALLY HELPING people and not enslaving them with freebies like the federal government.

Ok. I'm officially pissed now. And I'm going to start saying a lot of things I wish I hadn't, so I am going to bed!

And P.S. YES, I KNOW that Obama didn't create a program specifically to hand out free phones, but he did nothing to stop it either and he sure lets people THINK he did. Those poor, enslaved people. I feel so sorry for them. They have no clue whatsoever what is going on. But do they even care? Do they even want to know? Or is it just easier to let others decide for you? WHY DID I TAKE THE DAMN RED PILL INSTEAD OF THE BLUE ONE???????

Blogger Blog Too?

I see many of my family and friends are on here, but I am not.  I doubt I will post much here unless it is copied and pasted in from my Wordpress blog, but we shall see what happens. :-) 

 

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