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I've done my 3K for the day...
Jan. 28th, 2004 09:05 pmThe Ford dealer in Durango is starting to get on my nerves. The part they'd ordered before we brought the car in (and which wasn't delivered for yesterday) wasn't delivered for today, either (or was delivered too late to make a difference), so we get to keep the loaner for an extra day. I hope this does not go on for too long.
Sometimes, when you ask, Fate answers (in its own unique way). Case in point: I'd been alerted to the imminent expiration of a bank card by Paypal (summary: "You wanna keep using our service, bubba? Update your info!")
Now, in my experience, new bank cards are sent out a month or two before the old ones gasp their last, but Galina had not seen any such thing cross her desk. I was mulling over the prospect of calling the bank about this as I was going through recent mail.
Wouldn't you know it, the very cards I was thinking about were in one of those typical, anonymous-looking envelopes that arrived in yesterday's mail! But instead of the usual "Call this number to activate the card' routine, the enclosed instructions told me to take the card to the bank's ATM and punch in my PIN number.
Well, I deliberately do not know my PIN number, so as to "minimize" visits to ATM machines. What to do?
I call the bank. Tom, who used to work at the local branch, tells me he'll start the re-PINning process at his end, and we ought to get PINs in a week or ten days (this is not your Wells Fargo, where you punch in your PIN on the spot and then wait two weeks for your card). Okay, I think to myself, it's not as if I need to use the card any time soon, and I can always change my Paypal data.
Two letters down in the stack is... the PIN! How's that for service?
I call the bank and get to Tom before he can unravel what has been, um, raveled thus far. Later in the day, I hit the ATM and activate the cards. Everything is back on a level keel, except I went ahead and changed my Paypal data, just for the exercise.
One of the two documents that arrived yesterday is done. The reference that was sent along was somewhat helpful, but only with regard to some table captions and labels, really. Fortunately, the information in the file is stuff that I've been dealing with - in one way or another - for some time now. The other document is similar, and I expect it will fall quickly once I start on it tomorrow morning.
I've kept the cam going for basically my amusement the past day (and it's on now, FWIW), and I'm noticing that the scenery doesn't change much: either I'm there, with my head down and concentrating on what's on the screen, or I'm not there at all (and my messy office is at center stage). I was thinking of maybe pointing the cam out the window, as I'm sure that's a lot more interesting, but the snow that's fallen from the roof has piled up above anyone's poor power to see anything but just that snow from my window (and not the fluffy stuff that's out away from the house, but the snow that's fallen from the roof, which is heavy with water, icy, and sometimes startles the heck out of me as it crashes to the ground).
Ah, well. Time to check the mail and then go upstairs.
Cheers...
Sometimes, when you ask, Fate answers (in its own unique way). Case in point: I'd been alerted to the imminent expiration of a bank card by Paypal (summary: "You wanna keep using our service, bubba? Update your info!")
Now, in my experience, new bank cards are sent out a month or two before the old ones gasp their last, but Galina had not seen any such thing cross her desk. I was mulling over the prospect of calling the bank about this as I was going through recent mail.
Wouldn't you know it, the very cards I was thinking about were in one of those typical, anonymous-looking envelopes that arrived in yesterday's mail! But instead of the usual "Call this number to activate the card' routine, the enclosed instructions told me to take the card to the bank's ATM and punch in my PIN number.
Well, I deliberately do not know my PIN number, so as to "minimize" visits to ATM machines. What to do?
I call the bank. Tom, who used to work at the local branch, tells me he'll start the re-PINning process at his end, and we ought to get PINs in a week or ten days (this is not your Wells Fargo, where you punch in your PIN on the spot and then wait two weeks for your card). Okay, I think to myself, it's not as if I need to use the card any time soon, and I can always change my Paypal data.
Two letters down in the stack is... the PIN! How's that for service?
I call the bank and get to Tom before he can unravel what has been, um, raveled thus far. Later in the day, I hit the ATM and activate the cards. Everything is back on a level keel, except I went ahead and changed my Paypal data, just for the exercise.
One of the two documents that arrived yesterday is done. The reference that was sent along was somewhat helpful, but only with regard to some table captions and labels, really. Fortunately, the information in the file is stuff that I've been dealing with - in one way or another - for some time now. The other document is similar, and I expect it will fall quickly once I start on it tomorrow morning.
I've kept the cam going for basically my amusement the past day (and it's on now, FWIW), and I'm noticing that the scenery doesn't change much: either I'm there, with my head down and concentrating on what's on the screen, or I'm not there at all (and my messy office is at center stage). I was thinking of maybe pointing the cam out the window, as I'm sure that's a lot more interesting, but the snow that's fallen from the roof has piled up above anyone's poor power to see anything but just that snow from my window (and not the fluffy stuff that's out away from the house, but the snow that's fallen from the roof, which is heavy with water, icy, and sometimes startles the heck out of me as it crashes to the ground).
Ah, well. Time to check the mail and then go upstairs.
Cheers...
