It started with a letter that came in the mail...a notice of filing unlawful detainer complaint...an eviction notice, if you will. Basically, I'm being evicted from a house that I moved out of on August 15th. I called the attorney's office representing the Federal National Mortgage Association FOUR TIMES to let them know that I had vacated the premises well within the 90 days I was given...no return phone call...and then all of a sudden, an eviction notice in the mail...which the post office had to FORWARD to my NEW ADDRESS because I don't live in the foreclosed property anymore.
I tried calling the attorney's office for a 5th time and finally got a receptionist on the phone who told me that she's "not allowed to take messages."
"What do you mean you're not allowed to take messages?" I asked.
She said that that's why they have a voice mail system.
"But I've left 4 messages and nobody will call me back...and your firm is trying to evict me from a house I don't live in...and I want the case dismissed immediately so I need to talk to someone. If I can't get anyone on the phone then I suggest you go get a piece of paper and write down what I'm about to say because I'm taking notes on my end, including names and dates, and I'd hate to have to involve you in this if it turns ugly...do you really want to have to come to court and explain to a judge why you refused to comply with a simple request? Seriously, take the message." (Thanks for the gusto, mom)
She wound up taking my message and within an hour, someone called me back.
The whole situation is almost completely taken care of. I swear to God, if I get another detainer in the mail I'm going to drive down to San Diego and go postal on a). the receptionist and b). everyone else who works there.
So that was test 1. Test 2 came from my "antagonistic coworker" and by now, you should know who I'm talking about...it's pretty obvious if you've read any of my previous posts. We were in the middle of commercials when he decided to start talking about the Bible's reference to the "end of days." His comments were sparked by the story in the news about the 16 year-old in Chicago who was beaten to death...I won't quote him directly because what he said was pretty offensive. I guess I just thought that after the WWWord e-mail incident (explained in an earlier post) that it was pretty clear we shouldn't be talking about religion at work. It has nothing to do with the jobs that we do and it's not necessary. Everyone knows, at this point, that I'm the odd man out...that I don't share the same beliefs...can't we just kinda agree to disagree? His comments weren't even about Judaism. They had to do with homosexuality...you can see where this is going, right?
Anyways, I bit my tongue. I sat there silently all the while wanting to blurt out, "What ever happened to live and let live? If you really feel so adamantly against the way other people live their lives then, according to the Bible, it's not your place to judge. Stop worrying so much about things that don't have anything to do with you." His comments frustrated me so much that I had one of my little daydream/fantasies about quitting my job on the spot. Literally. Sometimes I spend hours at a time, about how good it would feel to walk into my boss' office and quit the bitch. In my head, I imagine mass hysteria erupting in our office as the word spreads, "OMG she just walked into his office and closed the door and very calmly told him that today would be her last day...WHAT HAPPENED?" Oh, the rumors. Why did she do it? Where is she going? Who will replace her?
I know it's not normal fantisize about that day you get to tell your company to suck it...I just can't help it...I find myself, almost daily, asking:
Why am I wasting my time dealing with an idiot? And more importantly, how stupid can he be? Did he not learn the first time that he should keep his narrow-minded comments to himself? But like I said, I sat there silently...it wasn't worth arguing with him.
My test yesterday included two other minor incidents. Hopefully those will blow over, I don't think they were that serious, but I could be wrong.
Aside from the aforementioned tests, things have calmed down quite a bit. I went to my partner's wedding out in Folsom. He got married at The Lake Natoma Inn. I participated in a little charity event. I started planning our family vacation next year...my dad wants to go to Alaska which should be interesting...and I told him I'd take care of planning/arrangements so that he doesn't have to go through a travel agent. Turns out, it's a little trickier than I thought.
That's all I got for now.
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