Boys and Lying Down Are a Pain in the Arse
Jaysus, having time off should be something that I relish but having to 'rest' and lie down as much as possible is starting to do my head in. It feels like I'm trapped in the flat and when I went outside yesterday, I was behaving like a criminal that had dug his way out of a tunnel a la Shawshank Redemption and was out in daylight and breathing outside air for the first time. I have realised that time off is only a good thing if you can do what you want with it.
I've also discovered that I am at the mercy of people's phonecalls and whilst some of them are welcomed, others are not and I was more than disgusted to have someone phone and then antagonise me. Is it polite to call me and make crude comments about being a slacker and how pregnant women take liberties? Where the f does he think I am? A frickin holiday camp? I couldn't wait to get off the phone as I felt my blood pressure being aggravated which clearly isn't a good thing!
Then I discovered that Ray (a film I have yet to watch) was coming on Sky Movie's 9 at 4.35. When the reminder came on and the channel changed, it requested that I put in the pin. After 3 attempts at putting in the same pin we've always had, I was blocked out. I was livid! Recently, our cable company Telewest:NTL has rebranded as Virgin Media. Except for the time when one of their installation guys came to my flat a few years ago and did a whopping dump in my toilet in between installing my service, I have rarely had anything negative to say about them. Panicked at the thought of missing Jamie Fox's fine ass, I got straight on the phone to them and kept getting cut off whilst I was in the queue. Eventually when I did get through, the guy asked me for the password.
I had no clue what it was as the boyf had set it up. When I explained this, the cheeky gimp got all pissy with me and started talking about secure accounts. Little did he realise that he was messing with the wrong person.
'Let me get this right. Your computer system has had some malfunction and blocked me for using the correct pin and now you're telling me you're not going to fix it because I don't have the password? Why do I need a password to ask you to fix your own problem? Can't you just do it!?!' He then started stuttering about security which only infuriated me more. 'Security? Well that's a bit of a joke in light of the current problem. You're not revealing bank account details!'
He quickly relented and decided to proceed with security questions, which of course I knew, except for 'How much was your bill last month?' I barely remember what I spent at the supermarket the day before!
'£79 or there and there abouts.'
'I need exact figures with pence' he said snootily.
'Are you taking the mick? Can YOU tell me how much your last bill was?'
'Er no...Right I'll just get to resetting your pin for you!' he said hastily.
After what felt like an eternity, he said 'OK, your pin should be reset in about 2 hours.'
'2 HOURS! Ray started 27 minutes ago!' I whined.
'What's Ray?' he asked.
'Oh forget it!'
Unfortunately I have been getting worse instead of better so I found myself at the doctors again last night. I hate surgery waiting rooms because that's probably how people get sick sucking in other people's germs. As soon as I arrived I felt myself having a hot flush so I was fidgeting incessantly. Little sis and I were more than a little perturbed when a weird guy sat down beside us and kept looking over. I sensed that he was trying to eavesdrop on our conversation but I was more concerned with the fact that he was wearing trainers (sneakers) with no socks. I caught him staring at us again so I gave him one of my shrivelling nuts looks and the staring came to a rapid halt.
My doctor was very sweet but he said 'You must rest. Lie down a lot. Do as little as possible. Rest means rest'. I didn't think it was frickin possible to rest anymore than I am! My bum is tired!
And before anyone asks what I did for Valentine's, nothing. I'm not a fan of the Hallmark day as I think it's an overrated pain in the arse and fortunately neither is the boyf, however he is also away for work at the moment. He's taking me out for a really nice meal on Sunday though so I guess we are celebrating it just a little bit...
I've also discovered that I am at the mercy of people's phonecalls and whilst some of them are welcomed, others are not and I was more than disgusted to have someone phone and then antagonise me. Is it polite to call me and make crude comments about being a slacker and how pregnant women take liberties? Where the f does he think I am? A frickin holiday camp? I couldn't wait to get off the phone as I felt my blood pressure being aggravated which clearly isn't a good thing!
Then I discovered that Ray (a film I have yet to watch) was coming on Sky Movie's 9 at 4.35. When the reminder came on and the channel changed, it requested that I put in the pin. After 3 attempts at putting in the same pin we've always had, I was blocked out. I was livid! Recently, our cable company Telewest:NTL has rebranded as Virgin Media. Except for the time when one of their installation guys came to my flat a few years ago and did a whopping dump in my toilet in between installing my service, I have rarely had anything negative to say about them. Panicked at the thought of missing Jamie Fox's fine ass, I got straight on the phone to them and kept getting cut off whilst I was in the queue. Eventually when I did get through, the guy asked me for the password.
I had no clue what it was as the boyf had set it up. When I explained this, the cheeky gimp got all pissy with me and started talking about secure accounts. Little did he realise that he was messing with the wrong person.
'Let me get this right. Your computer system has had some malfunction and blocked me for using the correct pin and now you're telling me you're not going to fix it because I don't have the password? Why do I need a password to ask you to fix your own problem? Can't you just do it!?!' He then started stuttering about security which only infuriated me more. 'Security? Well that's a bit of a joke in light of the current problem. You're not revealing bank account details!'
He quickly relented and decided to proceed with security questions, which of course I knew, except for 'How much was your bill last month?' I barely remember what I spent at the supermarket the day before!
'£79 or there and there abouts.'
'I need exact figures with pence' he said snootily.
'Are you taking the mick? Can YOU tell me how much your last bill was?'
'Er no...Right I'll just get to resetting your pin for you!' he said hastily.
After what felt like an eternity, he said 'OK, your pin should be reset in about 2 hours.'
'2 HOURS! Ray started 27 minutes ago!' I whined.
'What's Ray?' he asked.
'Oh forget it!'
Unfortunately I have been getting worse instead of better so I found myself at the doctors again last night. I hate surgery waiting rooms because that's probably how people get sick sucking in other people's germs. As soon as I arrived I felt myself having a hot flush so I was fidgeting incessantly. Little sis and I were more than a little perturbed when a weird guy sat down beside us and kept looking over. I sensed that he was trying to eavesdrop on our conversation but I was more concerned with the fact that he was wearing trainers (sneakers) with no socks. I caught him staring at us again so I gave him one of my shrivelling nuts looks and the staring came to a rapid halt.
My doctor was very sweet but he said 'You must rest. Lie down a lot. Do as little as possible. Rest means rest'. I didn't think it was frickin possible to rest anymore than I am! My bum is tired!
And before anyone asks what I did for Valentine's, nothing. I'm not a fan of the Hallmark day as I think it's an overrated pain in the arse and fortunately neither is the boyf, however he is also away for work at the moment. He's taking me out for a really nice meal on Sunday though so I guess we are celebrating it just a little bit...
Labels: health, men, pregnancy, valentine's day
5 Comments:
Good comeback about remembering your bill! Haha.
I think it's a GOOD thing that you don't just retreat into rest, that you have more interests than that. Other than that, I think you should listen to your doctor!
Ooooh don't get me started on NTHelL. Bunch of idiots. However there's a small tip, if you lock yourself out wait 15 minutes and try again, the box will reset itself.
You go girl!!!
Don't even get me started about cabehell.
Relaxation and the ability to sit and do nothing is an artform...begin slowly by watching the telly, reading a book, catalogue shopping...etc.
I do hope you are feeling better.
at least you'll be able to catch up on blogging & writing;) hope you are feeling better!
Has anyone EVER gotton good customer service from a cable company? Greedy Capitalist B****tards! It's hard to have an enforced rest but when I had a severe eye infection a few months ago, it was the 1st time since the birth of my son two years ago that I just lay on the sofa, listened to Radio 4 and snoozed!! it was bliss in the end!
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