I am so depressed
I can't sleep
I can't breathe
I can't believe our mast broke
How can a boat break your heart?
I also had the good fortune of being reminded of the reason I'm not married to that man anymore. Self centered, thoughtless Jerk. Which part of "sick leave" sounds like I'm on holiday? Wanker.
Read Moreoperator: Hi, thanks for
operator: Hi, thanks for calling Telecom, you're speaking
with Justin.
useless: Hi, Justin, my name is Michelle and I need your help. [impressed by his lovely voice]
operator: *soft laugh* What can I do to help, Michelle?
useless: I need to disconnect the phone at my flat.
operator: Well that's something I can easily help you with: can I have your account number please?
useless: well, see, this is where it starts becoming difficult: I've put everything into storage and although I did keep important things like account numbers out so I could do this, they somehow got packed in the end too.
operator: that's okay too, I just need your phone number.
useless: and then that's the next problem: I'm so terrible with numbers I never did learn it. I usually just ask Duana at work because she knows it but she's on Waiheke so can't hear me from here. see? I really need help.
operator: *laughs* okay, Michelle. I can still help. What was the address? [he has a great laugh]
useless: [insert address here]
operator: *tappity tap tap* okay Michelle, does [phone number] sound familiar?
useless: *excited* yes yes it does that's my phone number!!
operator: *hearty laugh* well that's you, now just to confirm it *is* actually you, I'm going to ask you a few questions about your account. mmm.. let me see .. did you ahhh.. make a lot of toll calls?
useless: ahh [trying to remember.. have I called Australia recently? the States? ahhh.. *mind goes blank*] ahh.. i phoned a cellphone a lot.. mostlyyy just the one numberrrr maybeee but I don't know it to tell you.
operator: *softly laughs again* what was your date of birth, Michelle?
useless: now THAT I *do* know! 26 March [I'm not putting the year in here]
operator: and what's your middle Initial?
useless: we're on a roll! I know this one too! Eff.... Eff for Frances. It's my mother's name.
operator: *smiling voice* okay Michelle when do you want us to disconnect this phone?
useless: As soon as possible please.. see , I moved out weeks ago and because of the trauma associated with not knowing my phone number it's taken me this long to do so as soon as you can do it is fine and I understand it's Christmas Eve and all that jazz so asap without any hassle would be great.
operator: No problems Michelle, we can do that for you. Do you have a number we can contact you on if we run into any difficulties.
useless: ah.. yes.. this one.. but.. I don't know what it is!
operator: *laughs* it's okay, I do.
useless: you do? oh could you tell me so I can write it down? I have to phone Mercury Energy next and they're bound to ask me that very same question.
operaor: [insert number recital and laughs in here]
useless: thankyou so much, Justin!
operator: You are very welcome, Michelle, it's been a pleasure. Merry Christmas.
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Read Moreuseless: Hi, Justin, my name is Michelle and I need your help. [impressed by his lovely voice]
operator: *soft laugh* What can I do to help, Michelle?
useless: I need to disconnect the phone at my flat.
operator: Well that's something I can easily help you with: can I have your account number please?
useless: well, see, this is where it starts becoming difficult: I've put everything into storage and although I did keep important things like account numbers out so I could do this, they somehow got packed in the end too.
operator: that's okay too, I just need your phone number.
useless: and then that's the next problem: I'm so terrible with numbers I never did learn it. I usually just ask Duana at work because she knows it but she's on Waiheke so can't hear me from here. see? I really need help.
operator: *laughs* okay, Michelle. I can still help. What was the address? [he has a great laugh]
useless: [insert address here]
operator: *tappity tap tap* okay Michelle, does [phone number] sound familiar?
useless: *excited* yes yes it does that's my phone number!!
operator: *hearty laugh* well that's you, now just to confirm it *is* actually you, I'm going to ask you a few questions about your account. mmm.. let me see .. did you ahhh.. make a lot of toll calls?
useless: ahh [trying to remember.. have I called Australia recently? the States? ahhh.. *mind goes blank*] ahh.. i phoned a cellphone a lot.. mostlyyy just the one numberrrr maybeee but I don't know it to tell you.
operator: *softly laughs again* what was your date of birth, Michelle?
useless: now THAT I *do* know! 26 March [I'm not putting the year in here]
operator: and what's your middle Initial?
useless: we're on a roll! I know this one too! Eff.... Eff for Frances. It's my mother's name.
operator: *smiling voice* okay Michelle when do you want us to disconnect this phone?
useless: As soon as possible please.. see , I moved out weeks ago and because of the trauma associated with not knowing my phone number it's taken me this long to do so as soon as you can do it is fine and I understand it's Christmas Eve and all that jazz so asap without any hassle would be great.
operator: No problems Michelle, we can do that for you. Do you have a number we can contact you on if we run into any difficulties.
useless: ah.. yes.. this one.. but.. I don't know what it is!
operator: *laughs* it's okay, I do.
useless: you do? oh could you tell me so I can write it down? I have to phone Mercury Energy next and they're bound to ask me that very same question.
operaor: [insert number recital and laughs in here]
useless: thankyou so much, Justin!
operator: You are very welcome, Michelle, it's been a pleasure. Merry Christmas.
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I have a tummy ache.
I have a tummy ache. I seem to have had one since yesterday.. in fact, I'd go as far as to suggest I'm not very well. An early start to my day - dropped Sonia off at the airport this morning and meandered in by 7:30am. First order of business? blog!
Read MoreExcept, I don't have anything to say.
I could add to the Friday Night post by telling you about the Jeweller who hit on Duana and was scared off when it became apparent she was my betrothed lover with a soft spot for teletubbies - I forgot all about him til I found his business card in my pocket on Saturday - but I won't. I could tell you you should avoid any clump or group of shops at this time of the year, but you - unlike me - already know this. I could tell you how I turned into a petulent 12 year old on Saturday evening when Greg had me help him buy MY favourite digital camera for himself for christmas, but then you might find out how unreasonable I can be at times, especially when I'm tired.
Mostly I have nothing to say.
Michelle says to Steve2: *blinking* two more sleeps
Steve2 says to Michelle: until...?
Michelle says to Steve2: santa comes
Steve2 says to Michelle: oh, xmas.
Steve2 says to Michelle: man if i found some guy in a jumpsuit with a sack over his shoulder full of undisclosed items roaming around my house at 2am, i'd beat him to a pulp - no questions asked.
Michelle says to Steve2: *talking to du...
Steve2 says to Michelle: i was talking to a toilet paper dispenser the other night, and it spoke back to me.
Steve suggested this Bear Test and I enjoyed it - you might too. Don't look at my results until after you do the test.
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