Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Fuck the Com-Fuckin-Comcast

OMG. How could such an evil, satanic, sadistic company stay in business? It's called a monopoly. Because DirecTV and AT&T are even worse.

The D wanted to see the Cards game tonight. Somehow, all the sports channels were filled up with fuckin hocky and endless NBA and college baseball. One MLB game. Rockies and someone I've never heard of.

Called 259-2225. Went through phone tree. Told dude to add MLB Extra Innings. $200 bucks. No pro-rata charge. Fuck it. The D wanted to watch the Cards. Crapcast asshole said to push 722 and it went to 803. Some stupid sitcom. Then he told me to be patient. It might take a few minutes. The D was getting agitated. I asked asshole if it was working. He said to try again. No cigar. I said, "How long is this gonna take, because I have an angry Daddler who wants to see the Cards." He said, "I told you it could take up to 15 minutes." I said, "How long has it been?" He said, "Only 14 minutes and 32 seconds." I said, "That's ridiculous." He told me I was abusive. I told him to escalate. He said he was hanging up. In the meantime, The D got mad and told me to put it on the news.

Fuck...

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