Category — Oy Vey the Craziness!

Bronzed baby shoes. How fabulous. They go perfectly with wood-like paneling and green shag carpeting.

When I was growing up, there were three picture frames sitting side-by-side… by side, in which lived the smiling infant faces of my brother, my sister and I. On the bases of those picture frames? You guessed it! Our little bronzed baby shoes.

Often, as a young child, I would go up to my own little shrine of baby-dom, giggle to myself, and think, “I bet I had the cutest little baby feet”. Then, I would look at my brother’s little shoes and my sister’s little shoes, and think, “Why did we all wear the exact same shoes?”

My brother is eight years older than me, so either he was ahead of his time or I was seriously out of fashion.

So, Orchard Bank, one of those fabulous credit card companies that we are trying to pay off and be done with, has decided to put a hold on our payment. There is no reason for this, like, at all. There is no explanation. There is just a “payment hold” on the account. Apparently, they can’t just apply a large payment as soon as they receive it or something. But I am absolutely certain that this has nothing to do with keeping the average daily balance higher for purposes of finance charges.

A credit card company doing something devious solely for the purpose of making more money? Never!

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Today, we sold some books and CDs and videos at a used bookstore. Trying to pay off debt and all that, and get rid of things at the same time, so it’s just something to do. The total combined price of everything that we sold to them retail was probably over $100. The amount that they will probably make will be around $50-60. We walked away with a grand total of… hold your hats… $7. No that isn’t a typo. I didn’t forget a digit. $7.

Bastards.

Recently the TSA told a woman who was attempting to PTSWWNR (Pass through security while wearing nipple rings) that she would have to remove them to go through. On their behalf, they did provide her with pliers. She sued (of course) and so a statement had to be released.

For those of you who have nipple rings and would really like to PTSWWNR, here is what the TSA had to say about the situation. Apparently, you will be allowed to pass without nipple ring removal. All you have to do is consent to a visual inspection of said rings.

Oh TSA workers, you lonely, horny, pathetic schmucks.

I would totally become a pharmacist.

Two out of the last three times I had my prescription filled, I was cheated out of one pill. At least when all was said I done, I ended up with an even number again. Still, I felt a super kind of screwed. So, when I was told the harrowing tale today of a woman who was given only half of her prescription by CVS (thirty pills when it should have been sixty), I got all riled up.

When she called the pharmacy, she was told that they gave her the right amount. When she asked them to count their inventory to make sure, she was told that they wouldn’t and that they were going to report her for drug-seeking behavior. In the end, she had no choice but to use up one of her refills and pay for it out-of-pocket.

So, she got taken, and some lucky druggie got totally fucked up at her expense.

I could be that druggie.