Returns and Exchanges

Today I discovered that I love chair rail walls and sitting on the floor.

This morning I woke up craving pancakes or cereal (leftover craving from last night)- I decided to plug that shit into MFP … ugh! in one meal, I’d be way over my carb count for the entire day! I am wide aware; Before I decide what to eat I will see what MFP tells me first – is it going to change anything – It worked today 🙂

My life will end, and I will not have conquered myself. How sad!

Was I meant to be firetruck fat? No!

Sam

Oh, and guess what – Those Dyson SOBs still haven’t sent the box. Contact # 6 AND now I have to get my own box because they only send boxes if you are doing an exchange – well that’s not what the last guy told me

Exchange my ass … “I don’t want anything from you, except my money back!”

“Let me explain the process to you.”

“No! I don’t want to hear your process. I have no confidence in anything you are going to tell me. Six times to get one issue resolved! Too bad I can’t bill you for my time!” I was loud but I wasn’t yelling – Dre came out of his room to see the 35 minute show.

I told her I was upset from the start then apologized a few times and at the end of it all, “My behaviour has nothing to do with you. It is a reflection of my frustration.” She said she understood and if she’d bought an expensive machine that didn’t work she’d be upset too.

Build some empathy for the customer into your process.

On the filtered air side – I found a few just as good looking and well engineered alternatives – that are also cheaper but I don’t think any HEPA filters are washable/reusable which sucks – well I haven’t found any yet and maybe it is better not to wash them – I imagine you’d be re-releasing stuff you don’t want in your environment in the first place – but I also don’t want to just throw them out. I like to find a company that takes them back.


… I didn’t wanna pressure you, baby, but all I ever wanted to doooo
I wanna be your lover.
I wanna be the only one that makes you come running.
I wanna be your lover.
I wanna turn you on, turn you out
All night long, make you shout, oh, lover, yeah.
I wanna be the only one you come for.

I wanna be your brother.
I wanna be your mother and your sister, too
There ain’t no other. That can do the things that I’ll do to you.
And I get discouraged, ’cause you treat me just like a child.
And they say I’m so shy, yeah.
But with you I just go wild, woo-hoo-hoo

Prince – I Wanna Be Your Lover

I’ve been remodelling my future home in my head. At first, I thought I’d need three bedrooms – one for sleep, one for art/writing stuff, and one for when dad/fam comes to visit, but I don’t want to send the wrong message to anyone, including my future mate.

“Ready for me to move in?”
“What!!!” That completely caught me off guard.
“I know how you feel but you have three bedrooms. I won’t be in your way, and I figured …”
” My dad comes to visit multiple times a year!”
“You told me your dad died.”
“His spirit takes up space.”

Someone and Sam

I don’t know why but I always feel like shit gets ruined as soon as people move in together and start expecting shit … like synchronized sleeping.

So … with that imaginary conversation viscerally planted, I will have one bedroom with ample open space, kinda like a studio, but I do want a dedicated sexbedroom.


Sometimes I have a very difficult time leaving the house! I am going to return to drawing from other artists instead of photos as much – i think that was a better process for my learning – if I really want to draw a photo I will use my iPad and trace it.

Thu Sep 15, 2022

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