|PSN gave me too much of a refund||May 3, 2013, 12:43 pm|
I'm new to PS3. I'm new to PSN. I subscribed to PS Plus. They give you 'sales.' So one day I just decided that I would buy a bunch of games on sale and since I never had a PS3... it was a lot of games. Kind of like imagine every game you played for 6 years and someone walks in and says I want them all too. Even though I know I'll probably not get to all of them within a year if ever, I still like the feeling of owning them. Just like Steam sales, I'll buy stuff and never play it.
Then I noticed oh some of the games aren't for PS3, they're for Vita or PSP (even when they have PS3 counterparts, yet the PSP and PS3 versions are different purchases). So I called them and told them I'd like a refund on those games. I never downloaded them and I'm calling them in 5 minutes.
The person on the phone says I should get a refund in X amount of time.
They refunded everything.... everything. Not just the PSP games I said I didn't want.... everything. Back on my credit card. The games are still downloaded, they didn't lock me out or anything.
So should I call them and say no no I just wanted a refund on the PSP games and you guys gave me a refund of what could be considered me winning the lottery? As much as I'd like to say ha ha ha you fools. I'm not sure that I'm happy with that.
|Random memory about 2 men with ponytails in high school||April 3, 2013, 7:50 am|
Someone in the 'Fire Tim' topic posted how he hates people with pony tails. That triggered a memory and instead of posting it there and derailing the topic, I'll post it here instead.
Back in high school there were only 2 guys with ponytails. There were other dudes that had their hair long, but only 2 that had long ponytails. One day one of them cut the others' ponytail. Wow did that guy cry. I still remember hearing over everyone at the lunchroom 'I was growing this for locks of love you asshole.' That is a program that makes wigs out of real hair for cancer patients.
Both guys disappeared pretty quick. I just so happened to have class with the wrongdoer directly after lunch. He came in late and then 10 minutes later. The dean came to the classroom door and from my vantage point in the front right I could see 2 cops outside the room.
We never saw that guy at school again. His friends said he got arrested for assault with scissors or something like that.
I can't believe I had totally forgot about that until someone posted something like 'I hate his pony tail.'
|My Visit to the Dentist and a Warning to all about Periodontal Disease||March 16, 2013, 5:17 am|
I haven't been to the dentist in 2+ years. It was time to go. Someone took my X-rays and then shuffled me off to a different person that took more specific X-rays. This person was not the dentist, but this person gave me a giant folder with 20+ pages on Periodontal disease. Then she made me watch a short video explaining what it is. All of your tarter seeps down below your gumline and causes an infection called gingivitis. Then when your body fights the infection. Eventually it eats the teeth and even your jaw bone. This will lead to tooth loss.
So she showed me this and hit me with a giant packet, but when I asked her do I have Periodontal. She wouldn't answer me. Perhaps its one of those questions that they needed more information to answer. This person did show me, 'see all that grey between the teeth, that's tartar.' This would explain why I can't floss.
Then the actual dentist saw me. He said my teeth were good. Well I guess teeth aren't gum disease (gingivitis). So he says my teeth are good and the other woman hits me with a packet on periodontal.
After the dentist was done he asked me about my heating bill. My heating bill? Next he gave me some piece of paper that was selling natural gas. Wow, he's a dentist and a natural gas salesman? What sort of practice is this? They have flat screen televisions everywhere and PS3s in the waiting room for kids, yet they need to sell natural gas on the side?
So he sent me to the dental hygienist. The person that would scrape my teeth. Most people call it deep cleaning, but they're fucking wrong it is 'scaling' now.
The overly attractive dental hygienist setup 3 appointments for me to get this done. 2 appointments for a half of my mouth each and then a third appointment for a polishing. I told her can't we do this today? She said, 'No we don't do it like that here.' Perhaps my teeth are just that bad, but every other dentist has done it immediately even if it was a half of the mouth. Plus, every other dentist has done it themselves.
Anyway, she made the three appointments and then told me it would be $2,000 (PPO insurance pays for $1,000) for the whole thing. Ouch. Again, maybe after 2+ years my teeth are just that bad. Maybe brushing 2x a day, using mouth wash WITHOUT flossing isn't enough. I stress the without flossing. We should all floss. I can't. I have crowding that 3 years of braces fixed for about another 3 years. In fact I remember one dentist wanted to file down between my teeth so I could floss.
When I looked up the price online of an average scaling, I saw $500 - $700 per side of the mouth. Then when I made a post on a dental forum about $2,000, people (including dental hygienists) thought I was being robbed by that practice.
So after hearing everyone's advice I bulked up on insurance and found a new dentist. Then I informed myself as to what periodontal is :-)
My warning to you all... Periodontal. Google images it and be afraid.
|Getting flashed by a sales clerk||October 29, 2011, 10:36 pm|
I was telling a friend about the wonders of Vitamin D today and how everyone should take a lot of it. My friend said that she heard Vitamin D locks fat in your body. We just so happened to be at a mall while having this discussion and oh look there's a vitamin store over there. So we went in and started talking with the sales clerk.
My friend asked about Vitamin D and the clerk praised it and talked about all of the bennefits. The thin female clerk said that she takes 5,000 or whatever a day. She looked like a librarian, with glasses and dishwater blonde hair I think its called.
Then my friend asked if it locked away fat because its fat soluable. The clerk explained what fat soluable is that vitamin D gets stored in fat and everyone has fat.
The clerk reiterated that she takes 5,000 or whatever a day and then lifted up her shirt and said do I look fat? Yep, just got flashed by some 40 something sales clerk like we were at a Girls Gone Wild event.
Then came the bad part, she told us she'll be 63 in a few weeks. Well at least vitamins kept her looking young and slim without grey hair.
I kept looking the woman in the face and told her she can put her shirt down. Crazy.
Once we walked out my friend said that she did not need to see Girls Gone Wild in there.
|Making Comedy||September 23, 2011, 11:37 pm|
People tell me that I'm funny. I disbelieve them, but whatever. People tell me I should do standup, which I've done for 40 minutes. I stood up there and told them life stories... mostly about dates. My friends told me to go up for open mic night and I drew a blank, couldn't say anything funny so my friends would yell out... tell them about this story. Tell them about that story. I'm surprised I lasted 40 minutes.
Friends have told me that I need to just start writing a skit show or a book full of life stories.
We all have life stories... its just that my memory won't ever let me forget them. So everything is nice and fresh.
So I started complaining to my cousin about how I feel like everyone says that I'm funny out of politeness, because I've met 4 people in the past month at parties and bars and I always hear... you're so funny. I hear it too often to consider it a compliment.
Then my cousin reminded me how 2 years ago there was a man at a party, our other cousin's neighbor who just so happens to write musicals. I talked with him in a group of people and just told stories. Mostly stories about women. Apparently I entertained them all, because they're all married and can't get away with saying what I do.
Anyway, the dude enjoyed it so much that he wrote me at my cousin's house thinking that I lived there with them. It was a brief letter of intent that with my permission, he'd like to turn some of my life stories into a musical. I gave him a call and he's actually famous (members of his family are more famous). It was quite surprising.
That was the last I heard from him. Maybe he realized I'm not funny or maybe he made the play or maybe he died... the man did have white hair.
So my cousin wants me to find the letter or the number and find out what ever happened to that play. I'm very curious as well.
|Yesterday's Warrior Dash||September 19, 2011, 10:10 am|
The Warrior Dash is a 3 mile army grade obsticle course through mud. There's fire, wooden walls, mud, cargo nets and running through farm fields. Because its a franchise, all $60 you pay goes to them... and not charity. It goes on tour from state to state. Chances are you've heard of it.
The Warrior Dash in some states combat the heat... which I trained for 4 months through the blazing summer, running 3 miles everyday in jeans and 90 degree days so I'd be ready... However, yesterday's Warrior Dash was cold and in the rain. The rain made it awesomer and I was hoping for rain. They even iced down the final mud pool. There were ice cubes floating in it.
Even though I trained for 4 months and made my own backyard obsticle course, I still wasn't ready for the Warrior Dash. I ran it with my army cousin who just ran over everything.
I saw one man puke on the course. He couldn't have been the only one I'm sure. Especially when there's a bunch of guys running together... no one wants to slow down. There were old men and women. Men in drag, women in costume, people with fake axes, white people in Indian war paint.
I made sure to get covered in mud with the last obsticle which was the icy mud pool going under barbedwire. Some people crawled others walked and ducked when they had to. I fucking swam.
Afterward, everyone went to the nearby firetrucks and got hosed off in freezing water. The cold was a lot more noticable, because bodyheat cooled off from running the dash.
Even though I was hosed off, it didn't do much for the mud on my clothes. The hoses did blast clean my shoes though, which were added to the giant pile of shoes near the music stage. The pile was quite a heap and is said to be going to foriegn countries that can't afford shoes. With 6,000 runners on Saturday and 4,500 on Sunday, hopefully they got 10,500 pairs of shoes in that pile.
A muddy fun time was had by all.
|My friend just got engaged to our HS teacher||September 10, 2011, 10:48 am|
This is a story 5 years in the making. My friend has dated this woman for probably 4 out of those 5 years. He originally started dating her. He found her online. I heard about her for 3 months before I met her. She's 8 years older than him.
Then when I met her she seemed familiar. After 2 or 3 more weeks I finally figured it out. He and I had her as a teacher when we were Freshmen in HS (10 years ago). I told him, he said no way they have different names and they look different. She had a different lats name back then because she was Mrs. and when she got divorced she went back to her maiden name and we never knew her first name in HS. She went from a perm and short dark hair to having it long and blonde... she also lost 50-60 lbs and moved elsewhere and got a job in nursing.
While she did that, my friend went off to the military, shaved his head, got tattoos and got muscle and shaved his beard.
The twist to this as I reminded my friend, she hated him in HS. He was a jackass and in trouble constantly, barely showed up to school, got arrested, harassed the teachers especially her. I was having fun laughing about it.
My friend freaked out about it and said he was gonna pre-emptively dump her! Because she'll figure it out and dump him anyway. So he dodged her phone calls for a week or two.
That's when she realized who he was too. She didn't remember him, because he had changed so much... but she remembered me and went back through yearbooks until she found me then that jogged her memory. She remembered every horrible thing he did and how the cops came to school one day to pick him up in class (not hers) and how she really hated him for the semester 10 years earlier.
So they broke up... for 6 months. Then got back together. Cuz apparently love conquers hate. Now fast forward from that 4 years ago to last night. He proposed to her on her birthday. Lovely.
I think that I'm the only one who realizes this. I want to tell people, but I probably shouldn't. So instead, I'm telling the Doomunity.
|My last date says she has the perfect person for me||August 27, 2011, 10:31 pm|
So 6 weeks ago I had my first date in probably 7 months. I posted a blog about my 2010 where I had dates with 24 women. The date went good as 2 people who aren't into each other can go. In the end she told me she felt like I was best friend material. Then she told me I'd be perfect for her friend.
Well that was 6 weeks ago... haven't seen or spoken to her again. At 9 pm on a Saturday she sent me a text... Hey its X. how r u? i have a friend who would be perfect for you, I really want you two to be happy.
I'm surprised she'd still have my number, but maybe after 6 weeks this means this friend of hers is now single. It just seems really weird. I wrote her back saying no thanks. I'm good.
|Sexual harasser working at a bar known for rape and Girls Gone Wild||August 16, 2011, 12:34 am|
People make me dig into things. Because I have connections and I find things out. Someone had a problem. One of my cousin's female friends was having problems with a guy she just dumped. She was stuck on it.
She said he was acting weird because he got fired from his job... and then his job called him back in to discuss a court case associated with his firing.
Then she said he got a new job working at a bar (I might get sued if I say the name of the bar). Anyway, it got weird and she felt he was lying so she dumped him. Kudos to her.
As it turns out I know someone that works where he worked before getting fired. So I asked about it. he was fired for sexual harassment. Makes sense. Being fired for sexual harassment and being called back for a court case.
But then this bar he now works at... It has been on Girls Gone Wild and its one of the wildest bars. Its also a bar notorious for rapes because of its "out in the middle of no where" location. I'd be more specific, but then that might tip off which bar.
So I was thinking its really bad that a bar has a reputation for rape and they have a sexual harasser working there. If its a court case that's pending he's not a criminal sex offender just yet... So legally he's good unless there's something else I don't know about.
I just found it interesting. Maybe this happens all the time, because they're bars and they don't do criminal background checks.
|The supposedly haunted house...||August 15, 2011, 3:49 pm|
My mom owns houses. A few of them. One particular house has had tenants for a decade and I've personally slept there several times. Well there is a tenant who has been there for 4 months now. Suddenly she's wondering if its haunted and saying experiences.
My mother is very adamant that ghosts never exist and never will and yada yada.
Anyway, my mom tells her that there's no way the house is haunted. Nothing has ever happened there for it to be haunted. It wasn't built on a graveyard.
So then the woman says oh it must be me. Ghosts follow me from house to house since I was a kid. That made me think wtf? First you question if its haunted when you know that you're the problem.
Its like saying... uh I think you gave me herpes but I've had it years before I met you.
Ding bat. Coincidentally I just saw Insidious last night.