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You Know You’re In The Suburbs When…

This actually could be anywhere, but have you ever noticed what happens to left over pizza hut buildings? They get crazy businesses in them that seem really awkward and unrelated to the cheesy Pizza Hut architecture (the stupid tinted trapezoid windows and the dumb hut roof).

Check out the Used To Be A Pizza Hut blog. It’s a really hilarious and sad trend on business in America.

The only reason this interested me is because there is one up the street from us in Eldersburg Maryland, and I’m told there have been a multitude of failing restaurants located in it. The current is a steak house. The only issue I have is this guy’s website doesn’t include it,YET…. Not until I send in a picture.

Used to be a pizza hut
This picture is old. It is now a crappy steak house called T-Bone & More. Click the image above to visit the Used To Be A Pizza Hut blog.

 

Eldersburg Used To Be A Pizza Hut at present.
Here is the current appearance of the Eldersburg Used To Be A Pizza Hut.

Ohhh lucky us! They’re right next door to Mr. Tire. That just makes me even more hungry.

Inside Eldersburg's used to be a pizza hut.
Notice the trapezoid windows from the inside. It seems they left the Mexican themed border across the top of the windows. Whoopsy!  Also, darn it, none of those red plastic glasses from Pizza Hut of old.

Check out the Used To Be A Pizza Hut blog.

Here’s the article that started my perusal of this topic.

Health “care” in Amurka? REALLY?

BULLSHIT BULLSHIT BULLSHIT!

Here’s a nice little review…

Jefferson is horrible. All of it. Methodist and otherwise. They are never in a hurry to do anything other than bill you. The 1800-jeffnow call center people dont even want to hear you on the phone. They are rude and interrupt you and do not let you speak. They transferred me to the ER at Jefferson Methodist Hospital (where I was seen initially). The lady in the ER (who sounded distracted and not paying attention to anything) transferred me to an isolated voicemail queue that provided no out, other than to hang up and call back. (If anyone else is in this position, the call back number is: 215-955-6840).

When you are connected (in this case to jefferson methodist) there are so many people goofing off in the background that the person on the phone needs to ask for your SAME information 5 times because they are goofing off so much, they aren’t paying attention to the people on the phone.

After they finally pay attention enough to get your information correct then they will tell you “oh you are at METHODIST… THATS why I couldn’t see your information.” My response was, “Isn’t this Jefferson hospital? How many flavors of Jefferson are there? Just because you cant read each other’s data is not my problem!”

They took a throat culture from me tuesday and now its thursday. My symptoms are much worse and judging how long it took for them to find my information, they had no intention of even following through with the lab results much less contacting me. To be honest, I wouldn’t be surprised if they took the swabs of my throat and threw the swabs away.

THIS IS WHY PRIVATIZED MEDICINE IN AMERICA IS CRAP. All of these hospitals are more concerned about marketing and making money then they are about treating people. The whole time you are in physical agony, they are transferring you to an isolated voice mail queue or they have you on hold listening to their marketing drivel about how they are such a great provider of health care.

If you want health care, leave this god forsaken country of money grabbing opportunistic hustlers. This is what has become of America. This country and its’ health care system are a bunch of criminal selfish opportunistic hustlers.

healthcare hell

IT GETS WORSE!

Welp.

It JUST GETS WORSE FOR ME.

Found out to transfer my internet into this new living arrangement, it’s going to cost me around $270. After being with this provider for 10 years and 2 moves, they have never charged me anything like this. This depressed the shit out of me, so……

I thought I’d sit and listen to some music and watch some Family Guys on my computer before I have to pull the plug on everything I’ve worked so hard to accomplish in the last 10 years. In the middle of an episode, my main computer just shut off. I thought there was a power out or something. I rebooted and everything seemed OK, so I started to watch my Family Guy’s again. Suddenly, the video blanked out and my Dell flat screen monitor went into power save mode, but my video was still playing as I could still hear Lois cussing out Peter. I fudged around for the longest time trying to get it back up. Wouldn’t come back up. I put the model of my Dell flat panel monitor into google and found a lot of people have the same problem.

I tried many solutions affecting the monitor and the video card (hold power button on monitor, disconnect and reconnect, detach and reattach video card, etc). I could get a reboot to the BIOS post screen and the window’s progress crawl. After that when it was supposed to load the windows desktop, instead it went back into power save and I saw nothing. Tried another monitor and it performed the same way.

I started to cry. One of the many solutions mentioned was that it could be a memory issue, and the thing to do is to remove your memory and reset the memory into the motherboard. I did this. Now when I reboot, I get nothing. No beeps, no post screen. NOTHING.

So now, on the eve of me moving out of my apartment into a cat piss smelling house filled with a hoarder’s legacy (not happy about this at all), I get to move into a new place and my pride and joy computer isn’t working at all. I have no money, no idea when I will get money, and all my vital data is sitting on a computer I cannot see.

So, now i’m unemployable, with no access to any of my vital job hunting, or bill transferring data. Basically, my life is totally fucked right now.

Let’s give it up for 42 years of failure. Put your hands together for the end of things.

And folks at the new place. Looks like we’re gonna be waiting forever for better internet. Sorry to raise your hopes. To be honest, I dont think I’ll be sticking around for too long. I have no money, cant seem to make money or find work, and everything I own is falling apart.

What a fucking life!

SO! Until further notice, no FTP, no Emule, no WMOM, and I’m just about to turn my back on every bit of interest and “skill” I have with computers. I’m fed the fuck up and there’s nothing I can do about it. My life is really coming to a shitty close here.

Happy June 2013 Thoughts

Here are some of today’s numbers (for those of you scoring at home):

5 Interview calls today. Only 2 spoke discernible English.
Of those 2, one (1) seemed very good. I have some work to do, but once again here’s another Whoppertunity.

3 Calls today asking for “Sean” or “Shawn” “Gabreel”. These were phone scams known as the “free government grant” phone scams. I never got calls like this when I was working. It is amazing how this world preys on the desperate. Just makes me really mad at humanity. Here’s a youtube AUDIO of a guy who has them stomped.

Listen from the 5 minute mark forward.  These are foul mouthed sick predator people.  This guy is wise, and these phone scammers are horrifically manipulative. It’s nice to hear them get what they deserve.  Keep in mind I had 3 of these god damned calls today. I would love to keep these people on the phone and mess with them, but I have a minutes allowance on my verizon wireless contract, of which I’ve been in good standing for 12 years (bastards!).

1 Computer diagnosed. Billy D’s car shop across the street wasn’t getting video on their PC (related to our transformer explosion last month). I lugged his tower PC upstairs, broke it open and fiddled with it. Isolated that one of his memory cards was bad. TA DAAAAAAAAAA!

11 more days left in this apartment. (I want to be vacated by June 15 … hopefully).

11 is Gladys’ approximate age on her approximate birthday. Since daddy is getting an unemployment check tomorrow, Gladys’ birthday will be June 5, 2013. I know I’ve always said (and agreed with her vet) that she was born in June. No one is really sure. She’s a street kitty at heart.

Gladys is the big 11
Gladys is the big 11

gladys on porch june 2013

 

 

gladys thanksgiving 2012

It’s going to be interesting to see how she takes to the new digs… (Insert ponderous thought here).

2 is the amount of annoying ice cream trucks that have gone by my house in the past 1 hour. Sign of the economy? I think so…

THANK GOD IT’S SUMMER BUT… there aint no “hissing of summer lawns” going on here. (Right Denise? I put this cheezee Joni Mitchell song up for you)

so… In summary,

Sometimes I Dont Know What To Feel