Jumping ship for a new cell phone carrier

Written on August 14, 2010 at 9:14 pm
Filed under: Personal, Shopping with tags: , , ,

Isn’t it pretty???

173/365 - For me?

I was previously with Telus (although, I still sort of am, for about another half of a month). But my contract is ending (very) soon and I tried calling in and seeing if they had any sort of incentive for me to stay with them (all I really wanted them to do was to be able to price match an advertised student plan that was available through one of their competitors). But instead, after the first (super friendly) customer representative I got, I was passed onto their retention department and the woman I got tried to get me to agree to a more expensive plan than the one I was looking at (from their competitor’s website) or a plan that had the same price, but with a lot less included things. Also, the plan she wanted me to agree to was advertised on the Telus website and was available to all new customers, so there wasn’t really anything ‘special’ about it. I wanted them to be able to match it for me with something equivalent, not make excuses about how their plan is so much better.

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Pretending to be busy like a bee

Written on July 4, 2010 at 1:56 pm
Filed under: Personal, Randomosity with tags: , , , , ,

So I’ve been a little busy lately, what with a new website project and all… BlytheLife.com

I heart Rob & Sioux

Oh, I’ve also learned what every good webmaster knows: have giveaway, will have hits/comments/linkbacks skyrocket. Which isn’t bad, to say the least.

Other things in life, since my Canada Day incident with a cat and subsequently stupid people have been fairly low key and fairly tame. I paid my credit card bill, have thought out what courses I want to take next year (although if the fourth years keep on filling them up, I don’t know what I’m going to be taking next year because I wanted my fourth year to be my ‘easy’ year – if I take 28 credits like I want to for my 3rd year, I only need another 20 credits for my 4th year, whoot). I do have a good chance of getting into two classes that are on my ‘want-to-take’ list – my academic advisor is teaching/lecturing for those and she said that she can force-add me into the class rosters if needed.

Oh! I met my paternally approved ‘BFF’ on Saturday. So hilarious. She wants to go to the same school as I do, but my dad lied when he said that she was starting this year, she’s actually finishing up her secondary education still and has one more year to go. She wants to go into pharmacy, not nursing. I don’t know a thing about the requirements for fulfilling first year pre-pharmacy, or what pharmacy even looks at. She wants to go into the Faculty of Science for her first year, but doesn’t like math, chemistry, physics or biology. I just said ‘good luck’ to her, as if pharmacy requires general first year science, she’ll need to take all four, at least 2 classes each, plus 2 classes of English. Anyways, I’m really not sure why my dad thought it’d be a great idea for us to meet/talk/whatever when she doesn’t even want to go into the same program as me. I can’t even give her any advice for application or admissions requirements because they’ve changed everything since I entered my school. Besides the fact that I’m domestic student… and went through the Canadian public school system… Sigh.

In other news… Finally finished up a new crochet pattern (just editing my writing – fixing typos, grammatical errors, etc.) and then going to get that up on chelle-chelle.com. Not feeling the greatest today for just a mountain worth of reasons. Starting with my voice, or lack thereof. Off to go and crawl back into bed soon. Or maybe I’ll just have some marshmallows. … sugar’s my catchall cure for everything.

Cranky? *Me?* Never!

Written on June 2, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Filed under: Family, Work with tags: , , , ,

Today at work, it started innocently enough. I arrived, I said good morning to everyone, I got my tea. And then one of my coworkers (who delighted in unplugging my mouse from my computer to see how long it would take for me to realize it was unplugged, what a childish idiot) decided to unplug my mouse while I went into a short meeting with my supervisor. I came back, tried to maximize one of my windows back up, the mouse icon isn’t there, I go and plug my mouse back in. This coworker was (wisely?) not there waiting to see my expression. Such a jerk. When he showed up again, and asked me with this gleeful little smile how my computer was, I asked him how old he was. And then he sputtered his age and I informed him that he was old enough to know better and to keep his hands off of things that weren’t his. Oh, and then at this point, his supervisor walked into the room and laughed that this coworker got put into his place by someone half his age and thanked me for lecturing him. Ugh.

In other news, I’ve been working on new content for one of my other sites, been getting photos taken of new jewellery that I’ve made and I’ve been working on a new crochet patternĀ  for an toddler/child’s hat… I’m pretty sure I’m going to be getting my lovely coworkers to test them out on their kids for me. Because, you know, I’m lacking in the children department – but my hat idea would look pretty darn ridiculous on me if you saw it, lol. But considering all the work that I’ve put into it so far, I’m thinking only 2 hat sizes for the one pattern. I’m hoping to make it my first ‘for sale’ pattern. Cross your fingers!

And my aunt and uncle keep on inviting themselves over for dinner. Which is super annoying, because it leads into my aunt talking to me about how nice it is that I’m working in an office job and how cute it is that I’m employed. She makes doing office work sound like it’s such an easy gig just because I’m just a girl (she even alluded to such a thing!). Do you all realize how difficult it is to bite my tongue to her regarding her own trainwreck of a son? So difficult. But actually saying stuff about her son would be such a major insult to her, because it’s just not something that’s “done” in the culture that they’re so invested in. Family is, after all, family. And we’re supposed to all stick together, no matter what. Lah de dah… Clearly they’ve never taken a biology class where you learn about cutting out the diseased part of the body… Diseased part = cousin, body = family.

C’est la vie.

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