Now, I ordered some replacement tea pitchers as well as a CD for Adam from Amazon.com on May 25. It was free shipping so it was to arrive June 4 or 5. We actually received the pitchers I think on June 3. By June 10, we were wondering where Adam's CD was, so I looked into it. I checked Amazon.com, got my tracking number for USPS and checked that out. It said that it had been accepted in Coffeyville, KS on May 26 and that no other information had been updated. At this point I looked around on Amazon.com for a customer service number, to no avail. I gave up and decided to wait a few more days to see if the USPS site would update. Around the 14th nothing had changed. I promptly forgot about it until this weekend when Adam and I discussed it with each other, so yesterday I started researching again. I looked around again on the Amazon.com website for a customer service number and again couldn't find one, so I went for the USPS customer service. The person I spoke with was nice and put an inquiry in on the package and said I would be contacted by end of business today. At 4:30 today I hadn't heard anything so I called them back. They suggested calling my local Post Office. I did. They suggested calling the Kansas post office. I did. They suggested calling Amazon.com.
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So instead of scrawling about on Amazon.com to find their number, I called 800-555-1212 and got their customer service number. For anyone that wants it, it is 800-201-7575. Also, I figured I wasn't the only person on the internet to have issues with Amazon.com, so I went to Google and he gave me this. Interesting.
Anywho, I spoke with the person at Amazon.com who verified everything associated with my account on Amazon before even asking what the problem was. He then looked at the order, saw that I hadn't received it and shipped me a new one with no extra charges (I should hope not) to be delivered on Friday. The whole pain in my ass thing really makes me not want to buy things there anymore. I think I won't. Hmph.
says MarissaD at 6/21/2005 04:37:00 PM
June 15, 2005
I'm a scatter brain, but it brings you entertainment so here's a little nugget or two.
I read Kimli's blog and I kept reading all the stuff that's up there and noticed that at one point she was so tired at work she wanted to go take a nap in her car. I then decided to search my archives to find my days of professional napping on company dime, but instead, I found an old link to Visual Composer and all the old songs I did. Unfortunately I can't figure out how to search to get back to songs number 1802, 1833, 1897 and 1952. I apparently uploaded one of mine, but then sometime later probably listened to it, had no idea wtf it was hence deleting it to make room for more pictures of random weird looking people on the internet. Yeah I have no idea why that's on my domain, but I do remember putting it there for some bizarre reason. Anywho, it makes me sad that I removed the .wav I had up because I don't want to click back twenty six thousand times to get to my songs. I might though. To hear my old self compared to my new.
And all that was just to say to Kimli that I was the ninja of company time napping. Those corporate jocks had no idea I was snoozing in bathroom stalls and in my car in the parking garage for 10, 20 even 45 minutes at a time. I hate to brag about something like that because my dad has such an amazing work ethic and tried to raise me with such, but boring jobs make me want to sleep. Sorry to let you down daddy.
says MarissaD at 6/15/2005 10:04:00 AM
June 13, 2005
Bob linked this thing called Implicit. It's a little time consuming but I found it keen.
says MarissaD at 6/13/2005 10:52:00 AM
June 12, 2005
Unfortunately, whoever wrote this quiz forgot that women exist. Oh well.
Growing up with the likes of Pretty in Pink, Some Kind of Wonderful, and Adventures in Babysitting--John Hughes warped your brain into thinking that hot, single chicks were going to be busting down your nerd-ish door to jump your bones.
But then the years rolled by, and you remained, what Anthony Edwards in The Breakfast Club was so ashamed of admitting: a virgin.
The movie Weird Science led you to believe that perhaps you'd be able to create your own virtual woman, leading you to a life lived only in front of a computer screen.
Oh holy crap I forgot to call Misti on her birthday yesterday. :( I even told Adam when it was and that I needed to call her and I forgot. I'm the worst best friend ever. :( :(
says MarissaD at 6/08/2005 05:10:00 PM
Okay I'm sick of spam mail so I'm adding a new email address. Please use this for all correspondence. I'm keeping the girl address active but everything sent there will be deleted, unless I'm expecting some kind of auto email for a password or something. The new email address is moe at bemoedee dot com. Thanks!
That's pretty much how I feel. Last night when we were watching the news, I felt pretty excited by the whole thing. It was a really big deal for me since 9th grade when we watched All the President's Men in my journalism class. That movie is what made me want to persue journalism, which I did, until second year in college. I was pretty sad that it wasn't really this heroic adventure. That it was all politics and what trash you can dig up and which family you can intrude on. I liked to write, but investigative journalist wasn't in my future.
Regardless, I always read the stories about groups of students that spent four years researching and trying to unveil "Deepthroat." It always caught my attention and now, it's over. It really was amazing that the secret was kept as long as it was. And now, just how college jaded me on journalism, the story behind the unveiling is jading me on the unveiling. I'm sad to know that there's a big conflict over who should've let the cat out of the bag and when and confidentiality this and rights that. "Deepthroat" was my nostalgia for my early love of journalism. It still is my nostalgia, it's just a little diminished, I guess.
