Friday, October 10, 2014

Update: Sandra London, Back from the Second Levelling

Ok, loveys......How do I begin? 

~ Sandra LONDON, with pen in hand ~ 2014


Perhaps you have noticed an absence of Sandra-Speakeasies,etc as of late? 

A million and more apologies...

I've just had a delightfully aggravating time dealing with random bouts of spotty and non-existent internet, being informed that it is so gracious of me to call my ISP to settle, you know, like....just shy of, oh, like,  $1000 in past due payments....

Wait...wtf? 

No, no, no....

Faithfully, every month, my monies are extracted from my e-treasure chest and delivered mercifully to my ISP...

Sandra LONDON: "Basic Math: Addition and Subtraction? Covered!"


But, somehow, every month for the past few months, they have to be re-reminded of what they'd already been told from the beginning when I agreed to upgrade my services and get a new equipment install, all the while remaining 'current'....


And it is more likely than not that the 'convenience' of auto-payments don't seem terribly convenient when they have applied credit after credit after credit for their re-rememberings and subsequent back-pedalings with minimal regret...

And they* should seek more knowledge from their workplace on why they are provided with a series of digits and parenthesis and "+" marks and what those actually entail instead of trying to convince me that....

Sandra LONDON, The Royal "Oui"


I must be unaware of my very own special brand of three to five literal planes of existence super-imposed all in one home and really ought to just, like, triple-pay, every month, for the same ONE set package for ONE household. 

And another thing (ok, you can laugh, I am getting into madame priss/queeny zones, yes)'they'* should rename their 'billing' department if they are unable to look up and verify payments when supplied with date, time, card info, amount, confirmation number, name of tech spoken with.....and.......bltflglgllflltllgrrryukyew.....

Sandra LONDON ska Edwina SCISSORFINGERS


Just so......not...sexy......and soo....uncouth.....

And so, in the end, I have yet ANOTHER 'awful nice, so sorry to do this yet again' surplus credit.......

Icky....Sorry, I just feel like it is pertinent to explain this....The agony and the ecstasy....

As of late, when my internet works, as it SHOULD, it REALLY, REALLY works....and FAST, like fastest freaking ever.....

Because of my acclimation to this, it leaves me in an uncomfortable mode of being 'conditioned' to accept wishy-washy, not-so-dependable services.....

And, in all of my years of highly-concentrated, fervent web-use, I've rarely been made to feel like such a yo-yo...volleyball...piece of....kitsch...

So, it is even more jarring for me, myself, personally, when I'm riiight....in the middle of doing site updates, preparing to broadcast my virtual radio show, etc....and to get a:

SURPRISE...You get a nice little cord pulling... 

Sandra LONDON asks, "What had happened?!?!"



They: "GOTCHA B****! It's not us, it's you.......YOU are not gonna talk your way out of this missy, no excuses.....

You just need to go ahead and......wait.....umm....ohh....like, um,

HOLD PLEASE, K, THX....

They: ...Hi, there, you still there?.... In conferring with upper management, um, it APPEARS.....suddenly...um, that, yes, you've MORE than overpaid, you probably forgot, too, or didn't say so ten times fast...... (?!?!?!).....like, each and every darn month for awhile here... and just last month, oh, how funny, yes?.....

".... I don't know if you remember, mademoiselle, what we just re-remembered how, like, we told you all was cool and, like ,we owe you some pay-it-forward...and......ooh, looky....internet work so fast now, again....don't you just LOVE it ?"

Me: **cries," Yes, and when you stop accusing me of trying to short you and speaking some nonsense in regards to some imaginary currency exchange, I love it even more!!!!...."

Sandra LONDON Office Bling


They: "Sooo goooood....Check you pewty, now. Fast working now. Again. Dont you just LOVE us?"

Me:  I.......I....Ugh, I dunno....leave me to distract myself in the webz.....May I have your name, once again, please? Yeah, thanks. 

So lovely to become acquainted...yet again....

I ....have a strange feeling that we will be chatting again in less than a fortnight....

But, meanwhile, yes. Internet. 

Yes. I love.

They: "I know, right?"

Am I wont to answer THAT?!?! 

Well, if you all will continue to allow me to do so, I WILL...goshdarnit....=)

***


Ja! My fingers just go like that. Let's just move along, nothing to see here. ;)

Now, aren't you glad you got the full, detailed, drivel-y schpiel now? 

I really hate ranting publicly about something which, in the grand scheme of things, is really, kinda...largely...well, I guess.... trivial......ish...

Yet, not. 

To be able to 'get what you pay for' is how business works, no? 

And to be told your proffered, recorded, time-stamped funds and confirmations of such  are just ....well, are...a bunch of nothing....Well, that is supposed to be, like, anti-HOW-BUSINESS-WORKS, non?

Sandra LONDON "Full of Win"



Yeah, that takes the wind outta ya....

Or it does me, anyways.....

Meanwhile, knocking on a delightful slab of wood that things proceed to return to ''my' normal', be that as it may.....

Alas, yeah, more postings and broadcastings to be continuing, as long as logically possible.

Sandra LONDON Malibu Beach

Feet On The Ground, With Friction
Sandra LONDON 

*They: The Immeasurably-*Touched*



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