Basically, with big purchases online we’ll use our credit card to give us a bit of protection in case of fraud or whatnot.
Bank of America (BoA) takes this on to a whole new level though. Margaret placed an order online for a camera lense on Saturday, but didn’t know until Sunday that BoA cancelled her order. Maybe cancelled isn’t the correct term, lets say they flat out DENIED the request. All day Saturday Margaret thought she’d get her order on Wednesday just to be called on Sunday to let us know; that not only did they cancel it, but asked; if that was a purchase that we really wanted to make.
Granted, to BoA’s logic we never shopped online at this online site before, so they questioned it. Where the logic breaks down is why not call to verify and then upon the answer approve or deny the request?
Margaret is quick tempered when it comes to items that she truly wants and needless to say……I was the brunt of her frustration and aggression. Thank you alcohol. More specifically: whiskey.
Fast forward passed the drama to today and she’s a happy camper. I was able to get her lens overnighted and she’s happy.
And to Bank of America…..We’ll be paying off that purchase (no interest for you!!!)
but I love my hubby!!!!! I’ll let Darryl tell you the gory details when he gets a chance to post. Let me just warn everyone that if you have a credit card through Bank Of America I would suggest that you close your account and move to a different bank altogether!!! Just trust me!!!!
That’s right. When playing DJ for the misses you know you’ve done right when she’s dancing in her seat, swinging them arms, and singing along. Lets just say that she did sing along with this, but begrudgingly:
and finally purchased the Nikon 70-200mm F2.8 VR this morning. While it’s not the newest model currently on the market, it’s good enough for me and my amateur camera skills. It’s a good lens even if it is an older model, and the reviews still tout it as one of the best telephoto zoom lenses Nikon has made. The 70-200mm F2.8 VR is also a lot (lot lot lot) cheaper then it’s successor 70-200mm VR II. Honestly I couldn’t even afford to purchase 70-200mm VR II refurbished let alone brand new. The 70-200mm VR II can do everything it’s predecessor can do only bester (yes I know bester is not a real word, but it’s the only word that fits how good this lens really is).
I’m happy & very excited with my purchase. I can’t wait to start playing with it!!!! (should be receiving it on Tuesday)
I don’t know what it is, but when people express interest in hearing either me play or a recording of me playing; I am never satisfied. I’m either not happy with how it sounds or I hear a flub here and there that I don’t want anyone to hear it. I keep most of what I do close to me and not let anyone hear it. I have to be extraordinarily proud of something I made up for the world to hear it.
Margaret will even tell you that it took me awhile to even allow her to hear me play.
What brought this on was that a lady Margaret works with plays guitar and also in a band setting. She sent me a clip and it was good. Now tonight I was trying to record something I could send back, but I wasn’t happy with the tone I was achieving, I didn’t want to set up a microphone to record my amp, and plus I didn’t want to change my strings. You can hear how dead my strings sound, because they’re months old. I don’t know, I could come up with a million reasons as to why someone should not hear my play, but I think in the end it’s because I don’t want to disappoint.
So world, out there. Sorry if you’re kinda curious, but all you’re getting are the silly samples I put up on this site when I was testing out my humbucker I installed.
Man, today feels so good outside. There’s no humidity and the breeze has a coolness behind it. Makes me want to skip work, make sun tea, and do some work outside.
I wish that paper towel manufacturers would label their products more accurately. Case in point.
What you see here is the last sheet from a roll. Notice how it caresses the cardboard tubing like a couple in a warm embrace.
Now look what happens when you try to part said paper towel with it’s brown tube of love. That’s right it shreds to pieces and thus leaves us with out a whole usable sheet.
I’m one that can’t leave well enough alone and try a little more to get more of my “sheet.”
As you can see, my 200 sheet count is actually 199. They should put on the label “200 sheets minus 1.” Why do they feel the need to glue down that last sheet so much that it’s unusable? Charmin overcame this obstacle by lightly gluing two sheets together and then wrapping around the tube. That way you’re using an entire roll of that heavenly 3 ply aloe laced paper of love on your tush.
You know, the weather forecastors should change the” feel like” temperature with the “ass” meter.
For instance when I walk Lucas in the morning, Margaret will ask me how it feels outside. My response usually goes something like this: It feels like musty ass outside.
What that means is that it’s humid and sorta hot. Now if it’s full on hot, humid, and has a hot breeze….then it’s just full on ass outside.
Pretty much if you’re uncomfortable outside, most likely it feels like ass.