Posts tagged with “money”.


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Grrrr. I was robbed today. Sucks. They took everything that they could resell. What hurts the most is my electric razor and colored pencils. =/

It happened during 2nd yard. I noticed when I came back that my lock was missing. When I opened, I saw how much should have been there, but wasn’t. It would have been a good opportunity for a tumbleweed to blow across screen. Toothpaste: gone. TP: gone. Soap: gone. Ketchup, Mustard, Mayo, PB, Soup, Cheese: All gone. Thermal top: gone. Shampoo, skin cream, and Q-Tips: Gone. Lock: Gone.

Like I said, anything they could resell was missing.

Luckily, my MP3 player was on me. I think that’s what they were looking for. =/

I was pretty fired up. I still am. But, in the end, it’s just stuff. It can be replaced. At least I’m safe. =/

Yeah, I don’t believe that last part either. =/

~S

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Pretty good day today. Uneventful, which I prefer over the excitement of Saturday morning. lol

Two people were taken out of the dorm, only one returned. The first (John) was led away in cuffs because someone “floated a kite” on him. He came back after they found he didn’t do anything wrong… I presume.

The second was out of his cell during count and apparently back-talked to Sgt. Morse (Arrrrr!). He didn’t come back. Oh well.

Money was not in the account this afternoon. Dad forgot to transfer the funds. Doh! Hopefully it shows up tomorrow.

Swamp is being very loud playing chess with DC. Ugh. He’s playing music blaring on his radio, then shouting over his headphones. Only he could play chess with that shit in his ears. =/

Ok. Maybe I’m a bit cranky. ;) lol

~S

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Had a good visit with the parents today. Sgt. Campbell snitched on me before I even got there. lol. They were concerned, of course, that I had been handcuffed. But glad that I got out of it with just being chewed out. :)

Parents placed me on a budget. $200 a month, or $100 on the 1st and 15th. I agreed, of course. It’s pretty much what I’ve been spending anyway.

Hmmmm… that’s about it for the moment. It’s prison after all. Not much is designed to change from moment to moment. ;)

~S

P.S. – Up to chapter 13 of “The Fountainhead“.

 

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I would not was to be Billy right now. Swamp is plotting against him, Sin might be shortly after him, I’m pissed @ him, and a lot of my hallway (perhaps more) are upset with him. Oh! Pic is pissed at him too.

Who knew I had this many friends?

He borrowed my radio Friday evening, with instructions to return it Sunday morning. That didn’t happen. When I saw him at lunch he first tried to say it was stolen, then he sold it, then it was confiscated. I told him I didn’t care, he was responsible for it. He made some hint that there was nothing I could do, and that if I didn’t like it, I could fight him. I refused to be drawn into that.

Then he offered to take me to the officer who confiscated it. I tool him up on that offer. We walked back toward the chow hall, all the while him saying that since it was converted, it was contraband and we would go to confinement. I knew it was BS. Halfway to the chow hall he realized I had called his bluff. “Naw, I’m just fuckin’ with you dog.”

On the way back to A-dorm he kept saying how he knew people who wanted to kick my ass because of why I was here, and that he should just keep the radio.

I told him that both Swamp and Sin were looking out for me. To which he replied along the lines that it didn’t matter. I remember clearly him saying “Sin won’t do shit”.

I asked him to get the radio. He cautioned that the guards in the dorm would look at the radio and take it.

Damn, I’m too nice. :(

I said OK, bring it out 2nd yard. But, of course, we didn’t have a 2nd yard. =(

Pic grabbed the radio on the way back from dinner. Billy again tried to say he knew people who wanted to kick my ass. Pic replied “What business is that of yours? If they have a problem with Steve, tell them to see me.”

Bless Pic’s shiny bald head. :)

When I returned from dinner, Pic presented me with my radio on top of my locker.

It was at this time I knew something was wrong. The radio was in the case at a 90-degree angle. My name was not engraved on this unit, and another DC # was on it.

At first I thought Billy had traded out radios. Upon closer inspection, we saw that it was my unit, but Billy had sanded off my name and DC # from under the screen. He had scratched his DC # on to it, and had started to scratch “Zeismer” where my name used to be.

Obviously he had no intention of returning my radio. So he’s at the top of my shit-list.

The head phones were also broken, so I had to drop my selling price to Salazar from $20 to $15. =(

In the end, I’m glad that I got my radio back. But Billy tried to “play” me, and that will probably have to be answered eventually.

For the time being, I’m just going to avoid him. A ball has been set in motion where Billy will get his comeuppance soon enough. Mu-hahahahahaha! >:)

~S

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Hello Titty

So Monday is by first day back in school in 18 years.

Damn, I’ll just let that sink in… 18 years.

*sigh* Anyway, I’m kinda looking forward to it. I know it’s gonna be culture shock. Hell, I don’t even know if students today still even take notes with pen and paper. I might look like the old person I am when I haul out a notebook.

I’ve decided I’m gonna go Hermione Granger on school. Previously I didn’t really give it a shot. I think I’ve seen enough of the world and how it works to understand that a high-school diploma really isn’t gonna cut it anymore.

Anyway, it’s evening classes. I’ll TRY to keep all my readers (all one of you) up to date on how it goes.

~S

P.S. – No, I don’t own that shirt. I wish I did. lol

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Whether you are liberal, conservative, communist, libertarian, centrist, statist, tea party, or polka-dotist; you have to admit that the economy sucks. This holds true nationwide as well as at the local levels.

Therefore, I give you notice that if you ask me to vote on ANY provision that contains the phrase “The fiscal impact cannot be determined precisely.” (or similar wording), I WILL vote NO on it every time.

I refuse to give any government a blank check for spending. They have shown us time and time again that they can’t manage their budgets. Why should they expect us to believe this is any different. Give me a number, and I’ll consider it. If you ask me to vote on something without knowing what it will cost me, I’ll say no.

It’s almost as insane as “We need to pass the bill, so we can know what’s in it.”

“You should never hand someone a gun unless you’re sure where they’ll point it.”
-Cmdr. Jeffrey Sinclair
Commanding Officer
Babylon 5
2258

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I had a client come into the store a couple days ago that wanted to sell his 8GB iPod Touch back to us through the Best Buy Trade-In Program.

The iPod Touch was purchased in May.. this is the end of September.. 4 months. He bought the iPod Touch for $199.

The gift card he took back was for $24. In his defense, this was the better choice out of two VERY BAD options. He could have taken a check for $16 instead.

4 months.. getting a little over 10% of his purchase price back.

I could be jaded and call it an idiot tax.. but I feel bad for the guy. I felt it was an insult what the company offered him.

I still did it though. I prefer being an employed bastard over being a broke nice guy.

Now playing: www.forthehorderadio.comFor The Horde Radio – Episode Forty Eight – Useless Holidays and TLR. What Could Be Better?

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Pretty good day today. I got sorta into an argument with two clients. One decided that he shouldn’t have to pay for a backup 3 weeks after we did it because he didn’t lose any data. Jessie ended up giving him 50% off back as a refund. That’s $50 the store lost because the customer bitched.

Elena had a day off today. The store just isn’t the dame when she isn’t around. It just seems bleaker and gloomier.

I wonder what she would say if she knew I was fixating on her so much. I don’t think I’ve crossed the line into stalker territory, but my OCD has definitely chosen to dwell on her.

Perhaps some distance is in order. I don’t want to be cold to her, but maybe not “hang out” with her the next time we work together. Somehow I think that is easier said than done.

Anyway, blood drive is tomorrow at work, and I’m planning to give. On top of that I need to open the store, so I should get some rest. Ending for the night.

-S

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So I received my settlement check today from Jennifer. I’m officially divorced and paid off. =/

So, as was the original plan, I deposited the check and immediately started calling my credit card companies to pay them off. One in particular I was (and still am) eager to pay off. I called their customer service number and was greeted by someone in India. Great. They don’t have the authority to settle my account for less than face value (due to the divorce I was behind in my payments). So they give me the number for collections. I get to speak to ANOTHER person in India. They can’t help me. I ask for their supervisor, speak to another Indian citizen.

Now I have nothing against foreigners, but PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, if you are going to be dealing with the phones, try to work on eliminating your accent. I know that sounds callous, but I can’t understand you.

Is this too much to hope for?