Lest you believe the forces of darkness were planning to let me vacation in peace.
About ten days ago I got a letter from a rep at one of my former credit card companies.
"I must speak with you immediately. Please call me at xxx-xxx-xxxx."
Me: What the hell do these fools want? I gave them their money. This is looking like a bullshit collections letter. I better call them.
*Calls number, gets an "All representatives are busy, please leave a message." message.*
*Leaves bitter "Why the hell are you fools sending me letters? Call me back, bitches." message*
*crickets*
Me, today: You know, those bitches haven't called me back yet. Let me call them to be sure they aren't assing around with my credit rating.
Me: "Why the hell are you people sending me letters?"
Them: "You're in default."
Me: "Say wha?"
Them: Let me pull up your file. *clickety clackety tap tap tap* It says here that you're in default. You were scheduled to make payments and you...uh, made your payments on time. Uh...
Me: *blank stare, mounting rage, silence*
Them: Did you send in the papers?
Me: What papers? You didn't send me any "papers."
Them: Um, I'll have to have your rep call you back, she'll have more information than I will on what's going on."
Me: Wait, let me get this straight, just to be clear. I have made the appropriate payments, on time, and that is in your system, but it also says I'm in default?
Them: Uh, yes ma'am.
Me: Goddammit!
Why? Why? AND that heffa still has not called me back.
Anyway, I have preparatory things to do.
Here's the last of the beefcakery. Just so we part on an upbeat note.
Boris.
Morris.
This guy, even though he has some of the least heterosexually appealing modelling photos evar. Then again...that's never been a problem before....
Djimon.
Henry.
And of course, Dwayne and Vin.
*wicked grin*
I feel so much better now.
posted by Sid @ 6/08/2005 12:03:00 PM
5 Comments:
thats a dope woody strode impression by ya boy henry.
Yum...I like that little view of what he's working with pressing against those silky pantaloon thingies he has on. :-D
I am liking this beefcake thing. Must it really come to an end? Oh, and don't talk to those credit card people on the phone. Send them letters (certified mail so you can prove that you sent them) so that if they do wrongly screw with your credit rating you can prove that they knew better and made a mistake. Then you can threaten to sue them if they don't fix it.
Like them reggae cats say "lawuhmercay!!" Whew, Vin, Boris and Morris...oh my :) Thanks for the eye candy.
Dang! could you warn a girl first? I gotta waterproof my keyboard! Boris is my personal BOTM (Boy of the Moment), but they are all looking mighty fine!
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