First Week...so far, not so good.

So the move and the first week has been exceptionally rough. First and most importantly, no one warned me that Comcast is actually worse than Bellsouth. I didn't think that was possible. But someone could be lower than scum. I spent the entire Saturday with the beautiful weather, nice scenery, etc waiting on the cable guy, and he came and decided to go fix my neighbors first because his quote was higher than mine. And I spent the day helping him try to get into the cable box for my neighbor and as soon it was 5 pm, he told me, you know, you are going to have to reschedule, I can't get to you today. And then, I reschedule, the next available day is SEPTEMBER 10TH. Yep. 2 and half weeks from now. And I did all that for what, sacrificed my Saturday for what. I was so upset that I cried. 

It's only been one week in this dang place, and I am already crying. Is this the start of a bad relationship? Pray God it is not. I was so upset. I am still upset just thinking about it, how I sat here all day and did nothing except get on the phone with customer service folks, and my community manager. It was indeed a sad day. I don't want to have sad days in here in less than one week... 

Last week Saturday when I moved in it was the same dilemma. The moving company sent me two of the oldest laziest people on their team. And then, of course, I don't mess around, don't waste my time by dragging your feet, I don't care how old you are. They dragged my furniture around, everything was scratched up, right down to my cooler. It was fucked. There's no piece of furniture without a bruise. It was horrid. How did the moving company make it up to me, they slashed $5 off my hourly bill? Girl, you just ruined all my furniture, none of it resaleable, and this is how you pay me. My bed is jacked up, my box spring was ripped, and the bed creaks badly now. My entire shit is fucked up. It was devastating, but then I didn't cry. 

But today's dilemma was just annoying. I ran around and made all those calls just on someone else's behalf. It's just one of those pointless moments in my life, like getting all this education, what's the point? And to top it off, despite the fact that this is a concrete loft in a high end area, I can hear my doggone neighbors footsteps. 

I am going to pray, pray really hard. Very hard. Please pray with me you all. I don't need to be jinxed. Good relationships always start rough and then they ease out, right? I am online thanks to an unsecured wireless network. Let's see how long this will work, while I try to keep myself entertained with other things, maybe reading all the books I have at home. 

Maybe by the 10th, I will tell them, don't bother, I am immune to cable tv, telephone, and of course, I have my free Internet. I am immune. I'll save myself the $140 per month. Use it to join the gym. Maybe that was the point. To wean me off this. By this time last year, I had none of these and I was hunting for a job. So I should be used to this by now. I should stop acting so spoiled. Here's to weaning off the Internet, Cable TV - Entourage - and reading and busying myself with other stuff. I am going to pray, pray very hard. This is the start of something good.