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Hot Messes and Cool Verses
Jan. 16th, 2020 04:47 pmWork has brought most of the former. The payment I was so proud about getting out of a difficult opponent? Bounced first thing Tuesday morning. I've been chasing the dude by phone and text ever since. Eventually, the actual piece of rubber will be returned to me (or rather a "legal copy of your check") and I can attempt to redeposit it, dude having assured me it was just a minor misunderstanding blah blah blah. But supposedly he will bring in a more legit-looking replacement while I'm away tomorrow- which I've arranged to be redeposited if I'm not here. Blah blah back.
Then, following on last week's wonderful experience with clients who can't read simple instructions, guess which of these I've dealt this week with:
(a) The clients who left two vitally important things off their bankruptcy papers, came in the office to sign the papers to add those important things, only to send an email at 1 in the morning after our meeting beginning with "I hope I am not that annoying client," needing to add one more V.I.T. ,... and who then send another such email six hours later with yet ANOTHER V.I.T.
(b) The client who gets my services paid for by a prepaid plan, where all they have to do is provide me with two identifying numbers (not even original documents- just the numbers over the phone or in an email), and fail on three separate occasions to give me the first of those numbers correctly.
(c) The court which sat on an application for close to a month, only to send a "rejection" three days ago which, among other things, asked me to submit proof of my compliance with a particular consumer protection regulation when the case, on its face, has absolutely nothing to do with a consumer.
(d) Nah, I'm not even going to go into the fourth one, other than to say I've basically gone on strike with respect to one line of business.
(Trick question. Of course all of those things happened.)
But on the bright side, just enough things did get paid as of yesterday to enable me to get just enough things paid on my end- AND the kerfuffle over the new insurance policy finally resolved itself to enable me to get just enough things paid on my end for at least the rest of this month.
And mid-day yesterday, I headed out for my only court appearance of the week, a routine and pleasant traffic court resolution that the guy's prepaid plan will pay me for because he gave me the correct numbers. On the way to court, I passed this sign:
Jesus said, "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." And Han Solo replied, "I know."
Midday today, I just had to stop briefly at home to pick something up- and got to see this rather rare sight:
They generally can't stand one another, so this is quite wow. Zoey's been doing much better of late, playing and purring more than ever and genuinely enjoying all the extra attention she's getting. She even tried grabbing a piece of bagel from me the other morning- while I was putting one end of it into my mouth. I told her, go ahead, long as you don't start complaining about your hoinia.
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I met Eleanor at the store at the end of her workday so we could drive together to a gathering of briefly absent friends: the biweekly poetry series that ran through October, which we briefly considered hosting at the original venue, has resurfaced with most of the same crowd at a different downtown coffee place. It's a bit further down the 190 than the previous one, but it's right off one exit, so it may actually be quicker to get to and from. It does start a little earlier, but it also ends earlier, a boon for us cranky old folks. Eleanor brought a bunch of embroidery books and equipment to one of the poets we'd met at the last place, who we've always seen knitting during the readings and seemed interested in picking up the craft. As Eleanor moves into new-or-resumed artistic ventures, she's treating it as a zero-sum game in terms of clearing space by decluttering the things she'll never likely do again. This woman seems enthused and happy about being the "good home" for this stuff to go to.
Now if we can only talk somebody into taking an evil cat....
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And ending with evil: the Mets just out-Metsed themselves, parting ways with their new to-be-manager before even turning in his first exhibition game lineup card. Former Mets player Carlos Beltran ended his playing career in Houston, where he was implicated in a sign-stealing scandal that also resulted in the Astros firing their current field and general managers and the Red Sox cutting ties with their manager, himself implicated in a sign-stealing scandal in Boston plus the one in Houston where he formerly coached.
No word yet on who the new Mets manager will be. I should send in a resume; I work cheap and my eyesight sucks so they won't have to worry about me being accused of stealing signs.
Then, following on last week's wonderful experience with clients who can't read simple instructions, guess which of these I've dealt this week with:
(a) The clients who left two vitally important things off their bankruptcy papers, came in the office to sign the papers to add those important things, only to send an email at 1 in the morning after our meeting beginning with "I hope I am not that annoying client," needing to add one more V.I.T. ,... and who then send another such email six hours later with yet ANOTHER V.I.T.
(b) The client who gets my services paid for by a prepaid plan, where all they have to do is provide me with two identifying numbers (not even original documents- just the numbers over the phone or in an email), and fail on three separate occasions to give me the first of those numbers correctly.
(c) The court which sat on an application for close to a month, only to send a "rejection" three days ago which, among other things, asked me to submit proof of my compliance with a particular consumer protection regulation when the case, on its face, has absolutely nothing to do with a consumer.
(d) Nah, I'm not even going to go into the fourth one, other than to say I've basically gone on strike with respect to one line of business.
(Trick question. Of course all of those things happened.)
But on the bright side, just enough things did get paid as of yesterday to enable me to get just enough things paid on my end- AND the kerfuffle over the new insurance policy finally resolved itself to enable me to get just enough things paid on my end for at least the rest of this month.
And mid-day yesterday, I headed out for my only court appearance of the week, a routine and pleasant traffic court resolution that the guy's prepaid plan will pay me for because he gave me the correct numbers. On the way to court, I passed this sign:
Jesus said, "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." And Han Solo replied, "I know."
Midday today, I just had to stop briefly at home to pick something up- and got to see this rather rare sight:
They generally can't stand one another, so this is quite wow. Zoey's been doing much better of late, playing and purring more than ever and genuinely enjoying all the extra attention she's getting. She even tried grabbing a piece of bagel from me the other morning- while I was putting one end of it into my mouth. I told her, go ahead, long as you don't start complaining about your hoinia.
----
I met Eleanor at the store at the end of her workday so we could drive together to a gathering of briefly absent friends: the biweekly poetry series that ran through October, which we briefly considered hosting at the original venue, has resurfaced with most of the same crowd at a different downtown coffee place. It's a bit further down the 190 than the previous one, but it's right off one exit, so it may actually be quicker to get to and from. It does start a little earlier, but it also ends earlier, a boon for us cranky old folks. Eleanor brought a bunch of embroidery books and equipment to one of the poets we'd met at the last place, who we've always seen knitting during the readings and seemed interested in picking up the craft. As Eleanor moves into new-or-resumed artistic ventures, she's treating it as a zero-sum game in terms of clearing space by decluttering the things she'll never likely do again. This woman seems enthused and happy about being the "good home" for this stuff to go to.
Now if we can only talk somebody into taking an evil cat....
----
And ending with evil: the Mets just out-Metsed themselves, parting ways with their new to-be-manager before even turning in his first exhibition game lineup card. Former Mets player Carlos Beltran ended his playing career in Houston, where he was implicated in a sign-stealing scandal that also resulted in the Astros firing their current field and general managers and the Red Sox cutting ties with their manager, himself implicated in a sign-stealing scandal in Boston plus the one in Houston where he formerly coached.
No word yet on who the new Mets manager will be. I should send in a resume; I work cheap and my eyesight sucks so they won't have to worry about me being accused of stealing signs.