coming up on the 4-month mark
of an ongoing battle with venmo
can’t even begin to tell the story in short form
truly the perfect storm of events.
after talking, live chatting, and e-mailing
landon, santiago, elizabeth, miguel, ren, sacha, and abby
i won’t say which low-budget model above
most resembles me in the match
but i will say there is no doubt i am winning.
i wonder if team venmo is posting a blog today
with our pictures
saying there is no doubt they are winning.
“i don’t like customer service because i don’t believe the customer should have to pay and help out too.”
thank you for your service.
after working hard all day
without taking a break to eat
tired and hungry and looking for the easy way out
i decided to just drive through the closest place
to get food to eat on my way home
trying to eat something healthy
was a quite a challenge based on the menu
ordered a small wrap without sauce and unsweetened iced tea
they repeated my order to me
i confirmed it and paid
got my order
slipped back into traffic and headed off
only to quickly discover
much to my dismay
they had actually
added extra sauce, a sugary fake honey mustard sort of thing to my wrap
and poured me a fully-sugared iced tea
was this a trick?
had i asked for my order in some other language that i was unaware of ?
did yes actually mean no?
was i a horrible communicator?
did i appear to need a sugar boost?
too tired and too much traffic to go back
but one of us in the equation was clearly confused
and perhaps both.
“the single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.”
image credit: pinterest
working together on a community cleanup project at *the dequindre cut in detroit
on a day filled with helping hands
larger than life art
walkers, runners, bikers, dogs and blue skies.
*the dequindre cut greenway is an urban recreational path in downtown detroit that opened to the public in May of 2009. … formerly a grand trunk railroad line, the dequindre cut is a predominately below-street level 2 mile long greenway with separate lanes for cyclists and pedestrians.
“if your support the community, they will support you.”
dequindre-cut, detroit riverfront conservancy
imagine my surprise
when i went into a tim horton’s
order a dozen bagels
of a random variety
after the counter person put them into a bag for me
a random worker
from the drive-through section
“my customer wants a plain bagel and that’s the last one!”
and proceeded to try to reach into my bag to retrieve it.
all i could say was
“hey, those are the bagels that i just bought!”
with her hand in mid-air
at all of us
standing in front of the counter
went back to the drive-through
without another word
without another plain bagel
i wondered if that had really just happened.
yes, yes it had.
“i’ve said this before, and i say it again.
bagels can be an enormous power for good or for evil.
it is up to us to decide how we will use them.”
i’m at war
newspaper delivery service
who delivers it
that i never see.
even when he is bad
throws it in a puddle on my driveway
on the hell strip near the street
somewhere in my garden
i appreciate him
and his delivery service.
i never complain
always tip him
no matter what.
i love the newspaper
love to hold it in my hands
take my time reading it.
cut things out of it
it’s now only delivered 3 days a week
for some reason
it comes sporadically.
for 3 weeks it was missing on thursdays
then i got 2 copies on the next thursday
but it was missing on that friday
then on a sunday
the three delivery days are:
thursday, friday, sunday.
i always call
looking for it
they always credit me
but what i really want
is to just have it delivered
for those 3 days.
they are always kind
they never can figure out
the reason for the inconsistency.
it’s the same paper guy.
my house has never moved.
it’s the same 3 day schedule it’s been for 2 years.
the sun still
comes up in the morning
sets in the evening.
is there something i’m missing?
i’d just like to be treated like a regular customer.
– elvis presley
caring for veterans shouldn’t be a partisan issue.
it should an american one.
– jennifer granholm