It was an early morning rise again today. I checked my account online and it looked all back to normal. So I arrived for Rick and I's scheduled appointment. He was cheery. Thankfully, he delivered on his promise.God does answer at time of need sometimes!
We spent some time going over every thing that was wrong and made sure it was all set straight. He had 2 original letters along with two copies and he showed me that he has one ready to mail to the company that they returned my check. All the NSF fees were cleared and deposited into my account. His offer was 200 bucks. I had no idea what to expect so I agreed. He immediately deposited the money into my account. It is so nice to see my account back in good standing. I got some cash, we exchanged our goodbyes and I left. I walked out the bank and a big whoosh just fell over me! It was like a 100 ton rock was lifted off my shoulders.
I proceeded to go to the DMV and renewed my driver's license without any problems nor a long wait.
I went to the NEW bank to open my account. The lady who was there yesterday was not there so another lady Malyn took care of my business. I don't know if this is an omen or not. She had a file on me that the other lady had made. She set me up and she told me I could call SS to get my auto deposit changed. That drew me aback and I informed her that the other lady, Henrietta had said she would call SS and I would have to answer questions but it could be done at the bank. Snootily, she said, "Well I am the only one opening accounts as the other gentleman is in a meeting so you have to call Social Security as I have no time." I was stunned!
My thought process was I am a new customer, you should make a better impression than this BS." However, I smiled and said fine. I figured I will get a survey and will definitely write my thoughts. She was nice but sorta snooty. Reason why I didn't just walk out was I realize everyone has a bad day as I have had lately and everyone else I came into contact with was warm and friendly.
I returned home and called SS. First, I tried the automated service 3 times, it kept saying they couldn't understand what I said. I do admit I have a slight speech defect and my sss's and certain sounds do not sound like a person without one but I keep thinking it is NOT that bad. However, I guess if you are not used to me it is sometimes difficult to understand me. (All my friends/family out there, I sure would love for you to tell me your honest view, do you have difficulty understanding me! I won't be offended whatsoever. I just want other's perspectives.) I'll have a future blog regarding this.
Anyway, I attempted to get a LIVE representative but every time I got connected, I was disconnected. I was irritated so I went to the SS office. Wait time was 11 minutes and it took me less than 5 minutes to get it straightened. Hopefully, when I return from my VEGAS vacation I will be able to delete my OLD bank account.
Tomorrow I have to tend to my insurance auto draft and I get to see my BABYGIRL!.
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Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Update
I hope everyone is having a wonderful Labor Day!
I was on a path of writing regularly than SLAM! I started a few but threw them in draft. My thoughts are all scattered. Let me just tell you recent events.
I got my disability check BUT not last month's. So I am in the system once again. I am still contemplating if I want to get a lawyer to see what I can do or just chalk it up to the government and leave it alone. I don't give up easily but what the lawyer would charge would probably take what my check is worth plus more.
Last week My BabyGirl and I had a sleepover. We had our weekly outing. Since MyLove was out of town and she seemed to be alone I asked her if she wanted to come spend the night. So she packed up and we came here. We watched two movies, talked and I put her to bed around 10:30. It was hard to do but I told her to take the phone off. We woke up and I brought her to college.
After her morning classes, I picked her up and brought her to the apartment so she can get her bike and ride back to college for her evening class. I enjoyed my time thoroughly and didn't want to let her go.
A while back I was searching YouTube for a country singer my daughter had mentioned. However, the suggestions on the side grabbed my attention. If any of you have not seen Annoying Orange you gotta see this. OOps I tried putting it below but it kept going where it is now.
There are various videos featuring Annoying Orange. The laugh is wicked. It is cool the way the creators have the mouth move to the script. I cringe every time the knife comes even though I know it is going to happen. I now have to have my "Orange" fix every day.
I also have joined a couple of groups on Facebook. One only accepts people with cerebral palsy. It is astonishing to see so many people with the same difficulties and although our lives are different, we have some similarities. It is nice to be able to know somone ACTUALLY knows how certain situations make you feel.
I also joined a "Remember When you Lived On" ...:.and it states the little island I grew up on. It is remarkable how many people lived there before we did and after. We remind each other the little things we had forgotten. We remember the people that have touched our lives. We remember our adventures we had: Going to the sandpit, swimming in the bayou, stopping for the alligators to cross and much much more. Everyone remembered chasing the train man and he throwing candy to all of us. We remember our field trips, the little school we went to etc.
Most of all we realize how special that island was to grow up on. We never thought we would be reminisicing living there. It was a true beautiful place to live.
I used to wish there was a place like it to raise my daughter. But there will never be a place like it.
I was on a path of writing regularly than SLAM! I started a few but threw them in draft. My thoughts are all scattered. Let me just tell you recent events.
I got my disability check BUT not last month's. So I am in the system once again. I am still contemplating if I want to get a lawyer to see what I can do or just chalk it up to the government and leave it alone. I don't give up easily but what the lawyer would charge would probably take what my check is worth plus more.
Last week My BabyGirl and I had a sleepover. We had our weekly outing. Since MyLove was out of town and she seemed to be alone I asked her if she wanted to come spend the night. So she packed up and we came here. We watched two movies, talked and I put her to bed around 10:30. It was hard to do but I told her to take the phone off. We woke up and I brought her to college.
After her morning classes, I picked her up and brought her to the apartment so she can get her bike and ride back to college for her evening class. I enjoyed my time thoroughly and didn't want to let her go.
A while back I was searching YouTube for a country singer my daughter had mentioned. However, the suggestions on the side grabbed my attention. If any of you have not seen Annoying Orange you gotta see this. OOps I tried putting it below but it kept going where it is now.
There are various videos featuring Annoying Orange. The laugh is wicked. It is cool the way the creators have the mouth move to the script. I cringe every time the knife comes even though I know it is going to happen. I now have to have my "Orange" fix every day.
I also have joined a couple of groups on Facebook. One only accepts people with cerebral palsy. It is astonishing to see so many people with the same difficulties and although our lives are different, we have some similarities. It is nice to be able to know somone ACTUALLY knows how certain situations make you feel.
I also joined a "Remember When you Lived On" ...:.and it states the little island I grew up on. It is remarkable how many people lived there before we did and after. We remind each other the little things we had forgotten. We remember the people that have touched our lives. We remember our adventures we had: Going to the sandpit, swimming in the bayou, stopping for the alligators to cross and much much more. Everyone remembered chasing the train man and he throwing candy to all of us. We remember our field trips, the little school we went to etc.
Most of all we realize how special that island was to grow up on. We never thought we would be reminisicing living there. It was a true beautiful place to live.
I used to wish there was a place like it to raise my daughter. But there will never be a place like it.
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