the TOTAL ASSHOLE serviceman from Ameren Cilco called me just after 8 a.m. this morning. he was at my place; where was the person to let him in. “are you at a big yellow house?” i asked. no. he was at 104 NORTH main street and i live on 104 SOUTH main (actual house color and street location have been cleverly changed to maintain my anonymity. at least until i get my lemonade stand/cookie business up and running out on the parkway.)
he then said his order was for NORTH main and so i’d have to call in the order YET AGAIN. which would mean waiting ALL FUCKING DAY AGAIN. and the thing, this ASSHOLE acted like i’d told them north instead of south!
can you see how upset i am by this? swearing in both of my opening paragraphs, when i always refrain from swearing on here all the time? very very upset.
i explained that i’d spent the entire day before in the freezing cold house waiting for the Ameren Cilco man and he never showed up and couldn’t he just drive down to south main? he then said in this TOTAL ASSHOLE SNOTTY VOICE, “let me explain this again,” and then he said all the same crap again and i was SO MAD and so i had to call in my new order and they absolutely didn’t care that they had screwed up. i kept telling the women that there was no way i’d have said NORTH main because the word “north” never crossed my lips.
she said somebody would be there by four. I HATE THEM ALL. A LOT.
back in the cold house. L. (lars) put up all my great new miniblinds. the Insight cable man arrived and now i have HIGH SPEED WIRELESS INTERNET. WELCOME TO THE 21ST CENTURY, MISS SMITH.
about time.
except of course that i’m not actually there using it because i HAVE NO FUCKING HEAT.
so the gas guy shows up at 2:30 and was quite nice and the burners on the stove are now working. and the water heater. but he couldn’t get the furnace to start. and the knob on the oven won’t turn so i can’t turn on the oven. there was suddenly a horrible smell of gas all through the place and out in the hall. luckily at that point my friend linda was there with me and so she supported me through all the ensuing crap. she went down in the basement with me to tell the gas guy about the gas smell and he said i had to CALL THE GAS COMPANY.
jesus christ, AREN’T YOU THE FUCKING GAS MAN?????
of course i didn’t say that.
i got so hungry today, and i’m sure it’s because i spent a lot of the day feeling pissed off, which is not how i typically spend my days.
i called the gas company about the gas leak and they said somebody would be there WITHIN TWENTY MINUTES.
wow. what service.
so then the VERY SERIOUS HARDCORE gas company guy showed up. he was in the basement for a long time and then he came upstairs and told me all about all the many SERIOUS SERIOUS problems with the furnace, including the fact that the furnace won’t work because of the electronic ignition or something like that. and there’s a leak. and there are all KINDS of problems with the upstairs unit only i can’t remember any of them except that a couple of things seems to be illegally connected, or at least they’re not up to code. i finally told him i’d call the landlord and he could talk to her on the phone.
so we did that and they had a long talk and he was very stern and told her about the many many MANY serious problems and maybe he’ll have to arrest her.
and so now the landlord who doesn’t even live in this state has to call somebody to fix the furnace and the knob on the stove.
and that went on for such a very long long time today.
and i’m so tired. i know i ALWAYS say i’m so tired but this time i really REALLY am.
will i have heat tomorrow? because now that i’m renting the place it would be kind of nice to actually live there.
don’t i have some sort of recourse if this problem isn’t rectified pronto? isn’t there somebody i could call to complain? shouldn’t i not be paying rent if the place isn’t habitable.
conflict and confrontation, i see lots of that on the immediate horizon and i’m not gonna evey think about it because i hate that kind of thing. a lot.
whew. i met with some people at the barrelhead after all of that and we were discussing things only i really didn’t feel like talking at all, i just wanted to nap. i had some delicious tater tots.
when i’m finally actually living in my duplex i’m going to be posting lots more photos because it’s so fast to put them up with the HIGH SPEED INTERNET CONNECTION. wireless.
i have to do a bunch on non-moving-related things over the weekend. a break from it will be good. maybe i’ll find some boxes somewhere while i’m doing things.
randy is having us over to watch the academy awards on sunday night and he’s going to plug in his chocolate fountain.
i’d like to have a chocolate fountain set up all the time in my place, so i could just have some chocolate-dipped stuff whenever i want.
i could, you know.
but it might get kind of dusty after a while. except the chocolate IS churning around.
but bugs might get in it.
but not till summer.
maybe i’ll get a chocolate fountain and keep it running till the bugs come out.
it could be a centerpiece on my coffee table.
FRIDAY, i can’t believe it’s tomorrow. and i’m going to be getting to bed so very very early tonight. finally.
ok then, goodnight,
thursday grace.