Outcast With Dogmas Forged Below--Seared and Beaten Banished from Where I was Born

So,

I had a birthday a few days ago. It was nice.

38.

I am now officially too old to be signed to a long-term sports contract.

I would maybe get a 3 year deal, max.

I could really rant here about our new goddamn medical insurance billing issues,
but I don't want to open that can of horrid beans again.

Yes, I do.

We signed up with a new insurance plan, on June 28th. We paid them (well, they took their money) on July 7th. Then, they took more money on July 30th.
And then they took more money today.

So, I call them, to find out WTF... Why have I paid $935.83 for something that is supposed to cost $311 a month, and I only signed up a month and a half ago...

and get it all broken down for me, as I am an imbecile, evidently.

The money that they took today, covers us until September 19. (OK)
The money that they took on the 30th of July was to cover July 18 until August 18 (OK, yes,)
The money that they took on July 7th, covered us between June 18, and July 18 (No---wait)

I said "Why do I have to pay for that time, I wasn't a member yet--I don't think that is right"

So, then, the tables turned, as I tried to 'splain to her that I signed up on the 28th of June, and surely shouldn't have to pay for the period before I was insured...and how can they charge people for retroactive health-care??

I could FEEL her blank stare through the phone.


In fact, I wrote a haiku about it:

Stupid fucking bitch
Hoping I will stop yelling
Not saying a word

Or this one:

I felt cheated and
Continue to feel cheated
By Assurant Health




I was SO inspired, that I even wrote a limerick:


There once was a man from Nantucket
My fucking medical insurance company sucks
I yelled on the phone, and didn't feel better
I am not good at writing limericks.


Yes, I know that wasn't very good, but, limericks aren't really very good to begin with.

Beggar's Life Intolerable--Running With the Madmen

Welly...

After all kinds of hurricane hype, all we got here was a few nice rain showers.

So, with the rain, of course came a sweltering humidity ( you know, it's not the heat, it's the stupidity er humidity)

so it actually feels hotter, in spite of our temp being only 82 ( that HAS to be wrong---it feels WAY hotter)
and it smells real "gulfy"... hot n gulfy.

I went to my HEB (that is the grocery store chain down here) today, and (thought) I heard some distant cheering, every few minutes, which I chalked up to a new tinnitis, and kept on shoppin'

but as I got closer, and closer to the checkout area , the festival sounds kept on getting louder, and clearer.

Cheering, combined with occasional airgun spurts....

I saw a HEB employee, and said "wtf?"

and she said "omg they R havin6 a cont3st to C who is the fast3st bagger -n- stuff" in Teenese, rolling her eyes at the distasteful interaction with me.

When I got to the checkout line, there were about 50-100 people (no joke) watching, and taking pictures...

and there was Spike, the mascot for the Round Rock Express --our local semi-pro baseball team (he is a dawg, dressed in train {engineer's} clothes... he was there too...what a thrill.

This picture is Spike at the opening of our library. Although it is quite appropriate for this post.


It might have been the lamest human gathering in history...and they were ALL into it...cheering,
one "contestant" was DRIPPING sweat, from running around and shit.

I went through the self check out line, and bagged my own shit to avoid all the nonsense ---and after I got home, realized that I had stolen my bananas (i am not to be trusted)

I am totally not into working today. Not one bit. At all.

Today can't end soon enough.

My Sympathizing, However Honest---Still a Belittlement

< - angry rant - >

So...check THIS shit out...

We have been trying to wean clients away from paying with PayPal, due to their crazy fees, and shit service. So we go with Quickbooks, and are pleased to announce to our clients that we are now able to process credit cards. We invoice last month...no problem.

This month comes around...we invoice...start receiving payments...no problem.
But just now ,we get a call telling us we must refund one of our clients, because his invoice came to $1800, and we are only "eligible" to receive payments of UP to $1500. She says "if there is a chargeback, or returned good, we have to be able to cover it, and that is the limit they have set on us, based on R's credit rating"...


What the motherFUCK??!!!




So...by making more than $1500 "at once", you are ineligible to get paid, unless you are making (lots) more.



In other (FUCKING IDIOTIC) words...we do not make enough to make more.
And they have access to our records...they can SEE he is one of several, so they can SEE that we make more than enough to cover any chargebacks.


This is yet another time where I feel like "the man" is holdin' a brotha' down.

It is a good thing the eagle has landed.

I see a J the size of a baby's arm in my future...

< / -angry rant- >