The thunder & lightening in the sky mirrors my mood at the moment, But I love it so much I\u2019m calming down rapidly enjoying the sound of rain on the roof, and rumbling in the sky.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s so calming for me. Even Jesse seems to be enjoying it. He\u2019s curled up in the chair, head on the arm snoozing. He\u2019s completely unbothered by the noise and that bodes well if we move someplace in the future that has weather.<\/p>\n
What had me raging was I love the modern age!<\/p>\n
NOT!<\/b><\/p>\n
I\u2019ve finally gotten to the point that I\u2019m ready to donate Jerry\u2019s car to a charity organization. It\u2019s got over 300K miles on it, still runs, (although at the moment the battery is dead.) Nothing though that a little time on the battery charger wouldn\u2019t fix.<\/p>\n
So, I called the same veterans donation organization I called last year to get rid of the dead trucks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Last year, getting rid of two trucks took one phone call to these folks. They collected the information, and they scheduled the pickup date in one phone call. They showed up on time, we filled out some paperwork and that was that. Military precision and efficiency.<\/p>\n
96 hours later they sent me an email telling me what the trucks had sold for at auction and appropriate tax information.<\/p>\n
It was a good experience. So I called them again on Thursday.<\/p>\n
This time I was talking to a heavily accented Indian woman. Sigh\u2026Last year it was an American dude, possibly a veteran. This year there was question after question and the woman was having a hard time understanding the answers. Last year, the guy answering the phone answered with the name of the organization I was donating to. The questions were few and straight forward.<\/p>\n
This year the woman answered the phone as some weird donation firm and when I asked if she was part of the actual organization I was trying to donate to, she hemmed and hawed about it then said she was part of some donation clearing house that would direct my donation to the proper organization. Uhh, Okaaaay.<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t schedule anything, she said someone would be calling me later. They didn\u2019t call, they sent 4 text messages, and 3 emails. From a completely different organization. Okaaaay. One of the emails had a link to schedule the pickup. I clicked \u00a0the link and scheduled a pickup for Monday. I got 2 more text messages and an email confirming the pickup date.<\/p>\n
I heard nothing on Friday from any of the (now three) organizations.<\/p>\n
This morning I was out walking the dog, then came home dropped him off at home and went out to run some errands. At some point my phone must\u2019ve rung, but I didn\u2019t hear it and didn\u2019t look at my phone until I got home.<\/p>\n
There was a voicemail, again heavily accented that said, \u201cI\u2019m calling you regarding your vehicle to be picked up.\u201d That was it, nothing else.<\/p>\n
AND????<\/p>\n
About the time I\u2019m thinking what the hell, and fuming about the complete lack of telephone etiquette, I get another text message and an email from the third organization saying that the pickup had been cancelled.<\/p>\n
The email was asking if I still wanted to donate.<\/p>\n
What the actual FUCK? Now I\u2019ve got four different organizations involved in this chain of C<\/b>lusterfuckery<\/b>\u2122<\/em>\u00a0and apparently the vehicle is not going to be picked up.<\/p>\n Well yes, I do still want to donate the vehicle, but not to you!<\/u><\/b><\/p>\n What the hell is wrong with people? Do they not think that perhaps someone might have other things to do than exist to answer their phone calls?<\/p>\n I\u2019ll find someone else,<\/em> preferably someone that does not involve any of the last three organizations.<\/p>\n I mean, why is everything so damn complex?<\/p>\n Oh well, back to listening to the thunder and rain on the roof.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The thunder & lightening in the sky mirrors my mood at the moment, But I love it so much I\u2019m calming down rapidly enjoying the sound of rain on the roof, and rumbling in the sky. It\u2019s so calming for me. Even Jesse seems to be enjoying it. He\u2019s curled up in the chair, head … <\/p>\n