Archive for the ‘cranky’ Category

No Escape from Xbox Live hell

Monday, August 30th, 2010

Gah, stupid microsoft.

I canceled my xbox live account months ago, in response to their homophobic practices.  Today I get spam from them letting me know about some new pricing model they are coming out with.  The mail basically says “yeah, there’s no unsubscribe option because you gave us money once, so the law can’t stop us, so we aren’t going to even let you ask us to stop, screw you!”.

Yeah, that totally makes me rethink my plans on never subscribing to xbox live again.  Not.

UPDATE:  The xbox-live-support-by-email-tech suggested calling 1-800-469-9269

iPad 3G is dead =(

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

When I foursquared in this morning, it was all working fine, but by the time I got to Nickerson Street Saloon for lunch, it was dead of the worst sort.  PC doesn’t recognize any sort of device being plugged in.  sigh.

UPDATE:  I would swear I had done all the possible combinations of the two buttons available to me, for the standard 10 seconds.  Then again, he said it was 15 seconds of holding down both home and power.  So far, looks OK again.  All things crash.

T-Mobile suckage

Saturday, August 21st, 2010

Something has gone wrong with the t-mobile tower that serves my house, and I’m wavering between getting 3-bars of service that don’t actually work, and straight up “no service” error messages. Of course you can’t get any sort of customer support out of t-mobile without a phone; they claim to have a chat support system, but it doesn’t actually work, and they don’t offer any support by email. Too bad I finally kicked my land line to the curb. At least the cable modem still works.

24 hours too slow

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Nothing like finding a release stopping bug 24 hours after you burnt the final CD’s to send to manufacturing.

ARGH.

Housing GRAR

Monday, August 16th, 2010

I get home today to find a 10-day quit-or-comply notice on my door.

WTF?

It turns out they somehow ‘forgot’ my cat deposit/etc, and now want another pet deposit, plus they want to start charging $10/month for pet-rent.  I went down, and the lady flips through the paperwork several times, before she finally finds a deposit in my name that says “$400 total, $200S, $200P”.  I also point out that my lease is not up for renewal, so they can’t start charging extra until it is.  While I’m waiting for her to look up these basic facts, another 2 tenants in the same position of having paid their deposits years ago, and now getting nastygrams, show up to complain as well.

Without something in writing from these people appologizing for their terrible record keeping, I’m not inclined to trust that they won’t still be trying to evict me in 10 days.  Time to call the Tenants Union of Washington State, I think.

And starting the painful process of sorting through 4 years of piled up “too important to throw away” papers that I didn’t get sorted properly when they first came in.  D’oh.  If lawyers end up involved, they’ll want those papers, I’m sure.

UPDATE:  Found the original lease, which indeed has the check box marked for pet deposit paid.  When I go down to show her where to look on her copy, there are 2 other people waiting to do the same basic thing, and a 4th shows up before she gets back.  She accepts are proof with good grace and tries to explain that the corporate office is in texas, and is unresponsive, and that we should expect things to get worse, and to have lots of empty apartments in the near future.  oh joy.

There Are Ways…

Friday, August 13th, 2010

There are less selfish ways to commit suicide, than driving your bicycle head first into on coming traffic.  When you’re willing to do said stupidity because the rest of your entire life isn’t worth the 30 seconds it would have taken for the crossing lights to come on, it makes you look like someone who isn’t very satisfied with how her life turned out.

I’m just saying.

There ARE stupid questions

Thursday, August 12th, 2010

At a company that went through two rounds of lay-offs recently, it’s a fucking stupid question to expose yourself as ignorant of basic math skills, consumed with greed, and completely without human compassion for your former fellow workers.

At any company, it’s basic fucking stupidity to suggest that sales people will suddenly stop wanting to make their massive bonus commissions, just to screw you over.

And you are both major jerks for even coming close to suggesting that any of us share your self-centered and loathsome views, much less trying to claim authoritatively that we all do.

You wanna ask your stupid question, fine, ask away, but stop claiming you speak for other people, and for god’s sake, ask the question without repeating yourself 10 times.  Can you at least waste my time efficiently?

AT&T 3G down in Seattle, again

Monday, August 9th, 2010

It’s been up and down all day today, and of course, AT&T has zero support options for the iPad service.  My kingdom for a T-mobile capable media-pad.

Hampton Inn, the hardsell stay

Saturday, July 17th, 2010

Congrats to Hampton Inn for being the only people with any rooms left in Portland for a short notice journey.  De-grats for the ultra-cheesey hard-sell after I made the reservation.  Poor guy can’t possibly manage to keep too many people on the line with a terrible script like that.  What kind of marketing moron thinks that sort of crap was their best use of a semi-captive audience?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m still staying there for the reservation I made, but next time….

Shirley Loftis – a terrible person?

Thursday, July 15th, 2010

What kind of person who claims to care about children can be so selfish as to deliberately leach money out of the paychecks of teachers actually teaching?  I’d like to think that poor incompetent loser Shirley is just being taken advantage of by a crooked lawyer and some greedy children, but it sounds like she’s just another selfish sleaze feeding at the public trough, right alongside her friend-in-evil Roque Burio.

You have to be a special kind of cold-hearted to be able to live with yourself, stealing from children.