AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Wacom customer support service holy shit.

So my cintiq started giving me really shitty resolutions, call customer support, a guy tells me they'll send me a new one, and I don't have to send my cords in immediately. Couple days later, with no verification emails of any sort, I call them back, another dude tells me I need to ship it first, okay, no problem. I pack up my three in one cable/power cord, ship it to them.

Takes a week to get there, and after a few days with no response I call them again, some guy tells me it's been "processing" and they'll send me my new cord. alright, cool.

Today I get a tiny package in the mail, contains the three in one cable, and no power cord. They somehow received my cables, "processed" them, and decided I just didn't need a power cable.

So I call them again, and tell the guy I didn't get a power cable sent back, I have to repeat it about three times to the answer of, "You mean de plug?".I proceeded to have to explain to him what a fucking power cable is.

I understand that customer service isn't the easiest job but holy fucking shit, wacom, you can't at least hire literate people?

[Citation Needed] wrote:

Airra wrote:So we had to leave ALL OF THE COMPUTER STUFF in storage back in Florida because Tampa's Greyhound is stupid and we need to come up with a bunch of cheddar to have it properly shipped and uuugh.

So are you AZing on your phone or something? :O

Because I hate tapping out forum posts. I hate tapping out any sort of communications at all. I would be terrible at telegraphs.

Yes STOP
It is highly inconvenient to type messages with such a method STOP
It often freezes and forces me to restart the phone STOP
I can feel the carpel tunnel accelerating through my wrists with every typo STOP
I will not survive the night STOP

Airra STOP
Where in Tennessee are you STOP
My grandfather lives in Franklin County STOP
If you could go punch him that would be great STOP

Mail him a spring-loaded boxing glove in a box. Problem solved.

Good luck in Tennessee Airra! Hope you get your electronic devices returned to you soon!

Also, I think homework broke my soul. I spent over 6 hours on it and it's STILL not done. Does anyone know how to repair a soul?

If Dark Souls taught me anything, you can take the fragments and stack them to get a complete one. Tends to involve a lot of running, however.

Airra wrote:Tends to involve a lot of running, however.

I'm screwed. Welp, so much for having a soul.

I can always tell when one of the butchers I trained with had a shift before me because I'm always having to fix the messes he causes with his laziness. We cut and prepare meat in-store, which gets put on a tray and then wrapped over with cling film, except he doesn't do the wrapping part properly and it's always so obvious which things have been wrapped by him because the film's all wrinkled and loose. Which of course leads to leakage with bloody things like pork leg joints, which then leads to me having to take the stuff off, re-wrap it and clean the leaked (and no-doubt dried) blood off the shelves. Which isn't so bad when I have time to do it, but when I'm in a hurry and trying to do a code check so I can start doing price reductions, I do not want to have to be constantly walking back and forth from the department to the shop floor.

And oh god, don't even get me started on when he puts the pre-packed meat out. We're supposed to put the newer stuff to the back and pull the older stuff forward, but of course he just dumps it on and things end up being shoved to the back and, as I previously mentioned, when I'm in a hurry I do not want to have to dig through tons of stuff that has a use by date of next week just to get to the stuff that has a use by date of tomorrow. Especially not when I end up finding things on today's date too and things several days out of date. Thankfully I think someone's gonna have a word with him about it because it's really frickin' irritating. @~@

my past two weeks (and really this whole month,) has been a huge saga of awful, stress, and disappointment

shall we do a list? we should do a list

starting the day after we decide to pack up our pets and leave


1. corrupt management company of old trailer park demands over $6,000 from us to move our house out of their lot
2. about $1,500 of that is bullshit that they have no right to charge us and are only doing it because they know we're mad and instead of doing their job and taking care of the issue they're robbing us (yes, legal action will be taken.)
3. it rained all last week, forcing us to cancel two moving appointments (cue depressive episode that put me under for days)
4. all this week kyle was pretty much gone dealing with house stuff so i am pretty much suffering alone
5. only friend i have is also going through a rough mental spot and is unable to give support
6. finally get the guys there yesterday to move the house (i'm at work,) at 7 am; at 4pm the truck breaks down and the move is postponed
7. supposed to be moving today but so far nobody has showed up
8. the icing on my 8 layer shit cake: a set of limited edition records i ordered shipped, due to arrive tuesday. they're going to the empty hole where my house will have been. i cannot reroute them.



fuck me sideways

My insurance lapsed so now I have to pay $150 to keep my license from being suspended.

What the FUCK happened to e-mail notifications, or paper mail, or GODDAMN ANY WARNING AT ALL.

People who call bigotry "opinions".

In another thing I'm on two people on there are siblings. One faked the death of another. Went really long with it too. I suspected it might have been but I didn't want to be an asshole and by the end I was leaning towards him actually being dead. But nope. They had a good laugh at that. And I've learned that trying to be nice and believing someone doesn't work. If it's sketchy, it's sketchy, call them out.

This wouldn't happen to be an anime forum, would it?

Pain pills aren't really working anymore today, my jaw hurts like fucking hell, but my right arm got kinda numb, Fucking amazing

I could scream in agony instead of being able to draw now, what a messed up biology I have. Fuck school, I'm staying home and call the dentist immediately as soon as they open. I swear to god if sonny boy ignores me constantly saying it hurts, I'll stay there until this shit is fixed



Edit: Now, many hours later, my other muscles feel numb too, and the pain is so goddamn excruciating it feels like I'm dying

I am still kind of dumbfounded by an argument I had on Thursday. Some of my friends visited my room and brought cups of I think whiskey? and I was kind of uncomfortable because hey, does anyone else realize how stupid it is to drink underage and how rude it is to do it in my living space without express permission? Apparently not these two.

So I mention offhand how lame it is to be drinking recreationally on a Thursday night as a way to subtly nudge them to stop drinking in my room, and one of them takes it very seriously and launches into a spiel about how she thinks it's fine because they're being responsible.

Oh boy.

First of all, the girl in question is one I've mentioned before who I have trouble talking to because she's just a genuinely boring conversationalist - all her points are obvious, and she buys into that whole John Green touchy-feely having-problems-is-beautiful mindset that makes it very difficult to discuss anything she feels involves personal struggles. So she just kind of stands in my door repeating ad nauseum that "I feel like I could be doing worse things and I'm being responsible." No other salient points to her argument, basically just "I'm being so responsible so it's okay for me to take this irresponsible risk."

Lady, you're underage, you're in someone else's room, you're on your college campus, you're walking around in the hall with unconcealed alcohol, and you're on an SSRI. You're being the exact opposite of responsible.

Ugh. I hate to be the kind of guy who can't stand his friend's girlfriend, but she is so hard to be around.