Stupid car

So my precious little baby of a car decided it would be a good idea to start squealing like mad while I was driving today. To figure out was going on I pulled off one of the tires and behold I'm down to the metal on one side on my brakes. Let me tell you how happy this made me. Its amazing how shit like this just sneaks up on you. So instead of shopping for a new BBQ grill like I was planning on I got to spend 170 bucks on new pads and rotors for my car. Stupid car repairs, its not like you get anything cool to show for your money after its spent. Oh well, life goes on.

Friend or foe?

A discussion took place last night about friendship. It got me to thinking about somethings. How does one define who is a friend and who is merely an acquaintance? At one point I think there was a much clearer line that could be drawn for the two. Now it seems they seem to blend seamlessly into one another. I'm at a point in my life where I don't want drama, or bullshit. I just want the people I consider my friends to be open and honest with me. Those that I know beyond a doubt are my friends this is not for you. This is for a select few people.

Do you consider me your friend? If so, why? The only time we talk or associate is if I make the contact first. I've tried putting myself out there, to be more open, to discard my fears and grow as a person. I feel our friendship is one sided. I am the one putting forth the effort, I am the one who is trying. If you truly do consider me a friend, why am I always starting every conversation? Why is it just me that asks the questions? Are you just pretending to be my friend to spare my feelings? If so, I'd much rather hear that I am a worthless piece of shit than spending the time, energy, and emotions to make a friendship work that is false. I do not want to be lead on. I do not want to hear lies so you can save face. If I offend you tell me. If I hurt you, tell me. If by me considering you a friend destroys some part of your soul then at least have the common fucking courtesy to tell me you'd rather not talk to me. I will not waste any more of my time on false-friends.

I'm done with this game. Those of you that are my true friends you have nothing to fear. I love you with all my heart, and everyday I'm grateful that I have you. But to those of you who are just in it for themselves, or just because they don't want to hurt a feeling or two, I say this: Become an adult, say what is on your mind, and don't spare anyones feelings if you don't feel like you want to associate with someone. While the pain of your rejection would hurt now, in the long run the pain that you would cause by being deceitful, is nothing in comparison. If you do want a friend out of this, make an effort, show some interest, at least make a small attempt and being a real friend. Even a random text just asking how the day is going is at least something. It at least lets me know that I am your friend, and that I am least in someway important in your life and that you thought about me at least for a moment.

All this really boils down to is this. Until I get some sign from those who I'm considering false friends, I will not initiate contact. I will not be the one to solely invest the time and energy into making a friendship. I am done pretending and the gauntlets are off.

I loathe them

Comcast is at it again. What you ask? Trying to kill me of course. If its not one thing its another. This time they decided it would be a good idea to block google. Why? I have no fucking idea. But it was really annoying. Called their dumbass tech support and got no help which is what I expected. I feel its my right and my privilege to call and bitch whenever they fuck shit up. I need to let them know by calling them 80 times a month complaining about how much I loathe their service. It never does any good but add to my stress level, but it is a necessary evil. In closing, if you have comcast call them every time something doesn't work right. Bug the hell out of them. Call them 10 times a day if you have to, to get your point across. Don't let them control you just because of lack of options. Take back the internet!

Being smote by the Gaming gods.

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A Moral Dilemma

So here's the problem I'm faced with. A while back I posted why EA Games in the Devil. Here is the rant I posted and to which started the ban of EA games. So up to this point it has not been too much of a problem. I have been able to stick to my guns. I have not played, bought, rented, etc., any EA title since the news of their spyware first circulated. I have stayed strong. I have not coveted their games, I have not longed to feel the joy they would bring to my life. I have moved on, grown and become a better person because of it.

However, Hellgate: London is being released later this month and I have been waiting for it for quite some time. For probably close to a year I have wanted to play this game. When I first heard about it there was no publisher. Fine I thought, it is being developed by a studio that has not used EA so I thought I was safe. Turns out I thought wrong. Flagship Studios has decided it would be in their best interest to let EA distribute this game for them. Why they thought this would be a good idea I will never know. Why developers keep flocking to EA to produce their titles is beyond my comprehension. My fragile little mind can not handle it.

I know that EA had very little to do with the development of the game. However, the publisher still has a lot more say so than they should when it comes to what is in the final release of a game. They dictate what features "need" to be removed from a game, what the patch schedule will be, and how the consumer will ultimately end up being screwed out of their hard earned money.

Do I stick to my guns and refuse to play this game, or do I cave in? This is the dilemma I am faced with. My will is strong. I can hold out. I can refuse to play this game. I have enough to play to keep me occupied for quite some time and not bend my will to the evil that is EA. I do want to play it though, I will covet this title and wish I had my hands on it, engrossed in its story, battling the forces of hell as they try to take over earth. If a single game will ever cause my will and hatred of EA to be broken, it will be this one.

I will remain strong....

What if

I've lost my will to carry on. I no longer care about life's little trivialities. My apathy has reared its ugly head again. It has stormed over me like a tsunami. It stands by my side and holds my hand and I no longer care about anything. I don't want to get up to go to work. I don't want to play any of the 3 games I've started. I don't want to be social. I just want to lie down and sleep. Nothing more, nothing less. I'm too lazy to look for another job to try and fix my predicament. I'm too lazy to get out and try to find other things. I just don't care. No part of me cares at this moment. If I could slip away without being noticed I would, but I know that's not an option. Even still that would take effort and is something I am currently lacking. I know it will pass, it always does, but this case seems to be worse than usual. Maybe its just me not remembering how it feels, but I don't think so. I don't remember a time when I've been this bad about everything. Even writing this is making me think too much, but it is helping.

The world spins around me and I sit and watch. I see the little people going about their daily lives. I see the people that pretend to be happy and I wish I could be one of them. Maybe I will find that fake happiness one day. Maybe it will wash over me but I won't hold my breath. Nothing ever comes this way.

I sit here thinking of the what-ifs and makes my sink further into the hole. I've started thinking a lot about something in my past. A time when I thought I was happy. I don't know what started me thinking about it, but it seems to consume me. I can't get it out of my head. I know that if I would have stayed where I was at the time, and been herded down the path of society I would still be unhappy. Most likely would be worse off than I am now. I know this, yet I can't stop thinking about it. I wonder silently to myself what it would have been like, how things would have ended up and if I'd be the same person I am now.

It used to be such a nice neighborhood

This is what I got to deal with last night. This car wash is about 100-150 yards from my front door. This is the second time that my neighborhood has been in the news. The first time was a guy was running around flashing young girls, this time there are bombs. I so need to move.

Back home

Fuck I hate airports. Everything about them sucks. Stupid people, very large crowds and waiting. I don't do well with waiting. It drives me crazy. So I get to the airport in Toronto and my flight is delayed as soon as I check in. Luckily the check-in guy took pity on me and put me on standby on the earlier flight. Somehow I managed to actually get a standby seat so I could make it to Chicago on-time so I could catch the connecting flight. However, as soon as I get their I find out that flight is also delayed. Again, I love Chicago. Have I mentioned this before, how much I love that city, how it always seems to get better each time I'm there? Luckily though the flight was only delayed by about a half hour so it wasn't too bad, gave me enough time to grab a little food. Both flights were uneventful which is a very good thing. So now I'm home, glad to be back and hopefully can get back into a normal rhythm. Ok, I'm off to find a quick snack then I think I must go to bed. So very sleepy.

The last couple of days...

I don't want to go to work in the morning nor do I want to stay here. I think I'm ready to go home. At least I only have another few days then I will be on my way home. I am very much looking forward to it. My flight home takes me through Chicago and I know I'm going to miss my connecting flight. I'm actually quite stressed about it. The flights that I was booked on are with different carriers for each leg. First with United, then with American. With the luck I've had with United in the past the plane will be late to leave, cutting my 2 hour time to clear customs and immigration to next to nothing, plus getting back through security at O'Hare is going to take forever. When I flew out the lines to get through the security checks were insane. Would have easily been 60-90 minutes just standing to wait to get into the concourse. I'm fairly confident that I will be stranded there. Nothing about being in Chicago excites me. I've been there before, and have hated it each time even more than the last.

On another note, I picked up The Dark Tower VI: Song of Susannah and started reading it. If you haven't read the Dark Tower series by Stephen King you owe it to yourself to pick it up. Its been the most enjoyable read I've had. Every book is brilliant and holds on to you till the very end and then leaves you wanting more. I'm fortunate in that I started the series after all the books had been published and didn't have to wait the many years for it to be complete.

When I was out looking for this book I ended up at a fairly large mall. It takes going to a mall to make one remember quickly how much they suck. Too many people and screaming kids are a quick way to make one's eye twitch. In my wanderings I found a Wal-Mart and I have to say its not much different than the ones at home. Same people, same crowd, same everything.

Did some laundry, and god I hate laundromats. I miss having my own washer and dryer. I loathe sitting there and waiting. Actually I hate waiting in general so being in a hot place with a bunch of other people waiting for the laundry to be done is just another great way to spend a Sunday afternoon. And to make things worse having to sit in the sun and wait for the bus to take me there is a pain in the ass too. Makes one remember very quickly why they have a car and how much we take for granted the conveniences we have.

Oh well, it will all be over soon. Hopefully I'll get to have some time at home before I get shipped out again. And to be honest hopefully it won't come again. I don't think I much care for this whole traveling for work gig. It wouldn't be so bad if it was just for a short time, but 4 weeks is a long time to be away from everyone. Living in a hotel room sucks, eating at the hotel is expensive and being stranded here without a car sucks, so in general it just sucks. While I did get to come here on the company's dime if it was for a shorter duration it wouldn't be so bad.

When does it end?

Seriously now. How is it that each day can just get worse? Is it just me? Am I being smote for some unknown reason? If I am, what did I do? So here's the problem with today. I went down to the little cafe deal for lunch today. Since I was having so many problems pulling cash out I've decided I'm just going to use the card and use the little bit I pulled out for the necessities that I can't use the card for. I give the card to the cashier lady she does her thing then comes back and says, its been declined. At this point I'm thinking to myself, what the hell now? Has the strip gone out completely now? Am I now completely stranded without anyway to get money? After work I called the bank again to find out what's going on this time they tell me I have a $500 charge pending. What?!?! I haven't charged shit for that much since I've been here. I find out what its for and she tells me that its been charged by the hotel. How the hell does that work when the company's paying for it. So I go down to the front desk to ask about this and the guy there tells me its a $50 per day (yes you read that right, per day) security deposit. So at this point I'm super pissed and trying to hold my temper which I'm really not doing very well at and start laying into this guy. Had I known this upfront I could have said I wouldn't give them my card at check-in and something else could have been arranged. But nope, they failed to disclose this fact to me and authorized $500 against me that locked all the funds I had in my account and then some. After getting into with this guy he finally agrees to post back $400 to my account and the remaining will be the deposit. My question is this. Why does the hotel need 50 bucks a day as a deposit when they are already getting over $100 a day just to stay in a room with a bed, tv and a couple of lamps? Do they really think I'm going to watch that much porn that would necessitate $50 a day? So in the end everything worked out ok, I still don't necessarily agree with the deposit but at least its freed my money back up so I'm not completely screwed. Maybe tomorrow will better. Please?

A simple life?

Why can't things ever be simple? Why does life always have to be such a clusterfuck? So far this Monday has been just about as bad as yesterday was. I finally got a hold of the bank to find out what was wrong with my account. Their reply was "We have no idea." Fanfuckingtastic. They did have a few suggestions, that perhaps the magnetic strip was worn and no longer working properly. So I walked 20 minutes to the nearest ATM (oh, I moved hotels today but I'll get to that shortly) and try it there. Same thing, so I try my regular non-debit card, no go, finally decide to try my actual credit card and it worked. So lovely, I need to have my cards reissued and if I do that I won't have access to said cards until I get home. So at least I finally did get some cash out so I'm not quite so stranded now.

So back to the hotel thing, they moved the office I'm in about 20 miles west. One wouldn't think that so bad except to get there from the first hotel was a $44 cab ride. Fucking hell, I didn't want to drop that kind of cash on a simple trip across town. So here I am now, at a hotel that charges 10 bucks a day just to connect to their internet. Why must these places be so damn cheap? Its not like they aren't raping you enough with the god awful rates they charge to sleep in a bed for one night that they couldn't afford to just give you access included. On top of all that there is not a damn thing anywhere around this place. Its a 20 minute walk to a "mall" that at least a decent grocery store so I can pick up a few things, but that sucks ass when you have lug all that shit back. Ok, I'm done bitching for now.

The troubles of Sunday

I tell you what, today has been one shitty ass day. When I woke up this morning I had no thoughts on how the day would turn out. I figured I'd go check out the Greek Festival that was happening, take a few pics and get something to eat, then come back to the hotel do some laundry then pack my things so I could move to the other hotel. This little plan of mine was soon squashed. Having a mere $9 on me I figured I'd hit the ATM get a little money so I'd have no worries for the day. Well, while trying to pull money out it tells me "DECLINED at the request of your financial institution". WTF?! Why the hell would my bank decline me pulling my money out of my account? Who knows, being Sunday and all I can't call them to find out. And to top things off its 5pm and I finally have an Internet connection again. The damn things been down all day. Oh yes, i did ask the front desk about earlier and they said, its Sunday, not much we can do. you know what you can with your Sunday...? So not only was I stranded at the hotel, I haven't even been able to peruse the pr0n that would have entertained me in my hour of sorrow. So instead of going out and seeing what I can find, I'm stuck at the hotel doing laundry with no cash left over. However on the bright side, while I was doing laundry (would have still been at the festival at this point) it started to rain, at first a little trickle then it really started going. So at least I didn't get stuck out in the rain, but I'm still sitting at the hotel with no money and no food. Pity me.

Holy Shit

For some reason the powers that be at my job have decided to trust me to start travelling around the world. My current trip is taking me to Toronto Canada. I was asked on Thursday if I was able to go and I agreed thinking that they'd give me a week to get things ready and what not. Boy was I wrong. I was told today that I'm leaving on Sunday afternoon. Nothing like 49 hours of advance notice that you're going to be leaving the country for 4 weeks. I guess I shouldn't complain too much considering I don't have to pay for shit. But even still c'mon now, a little notice is nice so I can get some shit squared away first. Anyway, time to start getting ready and figure out if I can get myself fired on this trip. Here's hoping!

Stupid Stickers

Ok, so I'm all for stickers on your car that say who are or what you believe in. While I don't always agree with what I see its that persons right to display whatever message they choose as it is my right. However, why in the name of god do people find it necessary to tell me how many god damn kids they have, what their names are and their birth order?! (For those who don't know what I'm talking about its those retarded little stick figure stickers that say Mom, Dad, Jimmy, Angie etc) Who invented this shit? Who thought it was a good idea to go around and advertise what your 2 year old kids name is? Why do we care? Why do you want us to see this. With the amount of psychotic people on the planet that will do just about anything to just about anyone why would want to advertise this? What makes you think that I won't go online with your license plate number, find out where you live, what your last name is and any other pertinent information I need to steal your families identity. While I am not one of these people that think they are entitled to what everyone else has, there are people out there that do. Whose to say this won't happen. Why make yourself an easier target than you already are. To make matters worse I saw this the other day and this particular jackass had personalized license plates with his last name. Just makes you that much easier to hit buddy. God I hate people, they should all die.

I have been smote!

So get this. As most of you know I'm in the process of buying me a motorcycle. To be more correct I've been in the process for almost a year now, but my credit sucks so I couldn't get a loan to buy one until now. I finally convinced the bank that they should give me money and they actually agreed this time.

I selected a bike, picked the color I want, and set out to find the best possible price in the state. I found a dealer that didn't act like used car salesmen, were actually pretty cool and gave me a super good deal. When I say a super good deal, I'm paying just over 300 bucks over the MSRP out the door, but I'm probably going to add an extended warranty so that will raise the price some, but the actual bike price is awesome. Anyway, I go into the dealer I chose to have the privilege of my business, and say I want to buy this bike in this color. Of course they say, "we can do that!". They go to the computer to find me one. I thought, you know, this is a popular model, its going to be a popular color, there should several of them floating around the state that they can get for me. They checked the entire state of Utah and there isn't even one that is in the state. Then they checked the dealers close to the border. There isn't one to be had there either. In face there isn't a bike for me in 4 states. FOUR STATES!!! How the hell do I always get so lucky? I finally get the money to buy one, and then they don't exist in a 600 mile radius? Just my luck I guess.

So at this point I'm sitting here writing this and hopefully my guy is out looking to find me my bike. He said it could take 3 or 4 weeks at this point to get one because they may have to get it straight from the manufacturer. I guess that works though as I won't have to start making my payments quite as soon, but I still would have liked to bring it home and drool over it until the snow melts.

EA games is the new devil

If you a gamer like I am then I'm sure you aware of Battlefield 2142 and Need for Speed Carbon which are set to release in the very near future. While I could care less about BF (Battlefield), I am excited to play NFS (Need for Speed). While looking into the release a little further I stumbled across some very disturbing information. Both games are going to be released with mandatory spyware to target dynamic in-game advertisements. This spyware is going to read through your browser history and give you specific products that relate to web sites you have visited. If any other software manufacture included mandatory spyware computer users around the world would be upset. Because the game industry has complete control over what we see and how we see it no one seems to care. I couldn't find anyone complaining about this except for the story I found on slash dot. http://yro.slashdot.org/yro/06/10/17/1319235.shtml The only way that we as consumers can fight this is to refuse to buy and play these games. If the developers and producers see that their sales are suffering because of their decisions they will think twice about installing extra software that maliciously attacks your personal data. As you see on the left hand side the banner for boycott starforce, I am also boycotting Need for Speed Carbon and Battlefield 2142. Don't let the game industry take over. We need to stand together and fight back to get our points across.

What's worse about this is some malicious little hacker is going to reverse engineer these games and find a way to exploit the code that drives these dynamics ads. When this happens, any data on your computer is vulnerable to the world. We already have enough exploits dealing with Microshaft and all of their security bugs. We don't need to install software that will be a giant glowing advertisement to hackers to come and steal our personal data.

Join with me in this boycott. Let our voices be heard that we will not stand for this. We as consumers have the right to decide what we bring in our homes. If a company is going to steal our personal information then we should have no part in supporting them.

The evils of the movie theater

Why is it that I pay to go see a movie to sit and be bombarded by advertisements? Just recently I went to see a movie in the theater which I was very excited to see. I was not disappointed with the movie but having to sit through 15 minutes of commercials really bothered me. Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy the previews for the most part and look forward to watching a few, but watching 6 commercials for smaco-cola is a bit much don't you think? I mean come on you walk in the theater and are bombarded by advertisements. You pay for your tickets and again are staring face to face with yet more advertisements. You sit in the theater waiting for the movie to start and get watch slide-show style ads. After that you get to watch 15 minutes of commercials from everything from shampoo, the "coolest" car in the world and 6 ads for a certain brand of cola that we dare not mention but you all know which one I'm talking about. Who in the hell's bright idea was it to start showing commercials when I've paid my hard earned money to go and watch a movie. Don't you think we have enough advertising now? How many billboards do you pass a day driving to and from work? How many commercials do you see when you get? Well for those of you who are too lazy to look or are just too stupid to figure out how to use google on a type day the average person sees between 400 and 600 ads. If you take into account the normal life expectancy of us mere humans that adds up to over 40,000,000 (yes that's 40 million) ads in our lifetimes. What really gets me is that most of the advertisements are unsolicited. I don't care how great the latest tampon is. I don't care if you feel fresh or not. Why do these bastards think that any of us actually care about this shit? I don't go running around buying shit just because some asshole on the TV said it was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Does anybody? Ok, so I got a bit off track but you see my point. With all the advertising that is spent in this country don't you think that's enough? Can't I go to a movie and just watch a movie? I don't want to buy your products, I don't want to support your business, I don't care about you. Just let me watch a God Damn movie in peace you bastards.

Why Office Depot is the spawn of Satan

First let's start things off with a brief history lesson of what led me to my conclusion that Office Depot is Satan's love child. Several months ago I stumbled across the latest and greatest ergo keyboard from microshaft. As much as I despise their software their input devices are top notch. After reading some reviews and doing some research I decided that I was going to purchase two of these delectable keyboards. But as a poor person I was unable to fork out the $60 bucks a piece for two keyboards so I went on a waiting spree to see if the price would come down or I could scrounge enough cash to buy them. Along comes April 11th and I was linked to a site that has my precious keyboards on sale for $22.02 each. Hallelujah my prayers have been answered. I click on the link soon to discover that the retailer selling the keyboards is Office Depot. Knowing that they've been around for a while I decide now is the time to buy. I quickly scoop a few friends together and place an order for five keyboards to partake in the free shipping offer that they are also advertising.

At this point everything is fine and we are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the much coveted keyboards to arrive. While waiting patiently at this point I check my account and notice that they have posted a delivery date for my order. "Wow, that is fast shipping" I say to fellow orderees. The order was placed on Tuesday morning and set to deliver Thursday. Getting giddy with anticipation Thursday seems to take forever to get there. Finally Thursday arrives and I rush home to see if my order has arrived. Not really expecting it to be there knowing full well that 99% of all deliveries to my house show up after 5 pm. So I decide to watch a movie while I wait. The movie gets over and there was never a knock at my door. Damn. Oh well, it was too good to be true to get them that fast anyway, they will come tomorrow like I was expecting them to in the first place.

I go to work thinking I'm going to get my nifty keyboards. I leave work and have a few errands to run before I can get home to see if they've come yet. After all that is done I get home and they still haven't arrived so I sit and wait and watch the clock. When 5 rolls around I decide to call the 800 number to see what's going on with my order. As always anytime I place a call to an 800 number I always get the Indian who I can't understand a damn word they say, they talk way too much and never get to the point. So during this call I get told that they should have been delivered all ready and they will send my order to the "Research Team" to find out what's going on. Since its late Friday I will get a call Monday morning before 11 am. "Fine" I said and hung up the phone. Monday rolls around and I get a call before 8 am. If I didn't work at the ass crack of dawn I would have been pissed that they called this early, but at least they called like they said they would. So, I explained my situation to the lady of the phone who is very understanding and tells me that the keyboards are on back order and they can cancel my order or re-submit the order and get them sent out after they arrive. I say keep them order and I will wait. I ask her "why does it show as shipped if the item was placed on back order?" I don't receive a straight answer just some garbage about we apologize for the inconvenience blah blah blah. I check my order status shortly after I get off the phone only to find that the sale price had been negated and was being charged full price of $59.95. I called back again and got the response we'll send this to our research tem and they'll call you back. I agree to this and within minutes I get another call and of course they try to deny that fact that I ordered at a sale price until I provide my original order number. She finally agrees and fixes the price.

At this point the frustration level is starting to rise but I am still anticipating the arrival. A few days go by and I check every day to see if my order status has changed knowing that I am just torturing myself. Finally late Tuesday the 19th I check my order and it says shipped once again and a delivery date of Thursday. I go through the same process of waiting at my house for the order to arrive which I'm sure you've guess by now didn't arrive. So I called this morning to see what was going on knowing full well I was going to fed more lines of shit. Again I get the Indian I can't understand and in the midst of their ramblings I find out that the item has now been discontinued. "How can the item be discontinued if you already sold it to me, approved the charge of my credit card and said it was shipped twice?" I ask. The response I get is "I'm sorry but that's what the system is saying." At this point my rage is at full capacity and I demand to speak to a supervisor. This action did nothing for me but cause my hatred to boil to a point it hadn't reached in a very long time. They even had the nerve to tell me when can find you a similar item, give you a discount and send that out for you. Now honestly, do you think I'd accept a substitute for my precious? I tell the supervisor the only think I want is for my order to be delivered like it was promised twice. I again get I'm sorry but we don't have any to ship out and we aren't getting anymore and she again offers to find me a substitute. This time I make it clear, the only thing I want is what I ordered if you can't deliver that then I want my order to be cancelled and I will never do business with you again. She then goes on to say "I'm sorry to hear that we might (MIGHT?) lose you as a customer but we can give you a discount and I'm sorry for the inconvenience." So needless to say I canceled my order and slammed the phone down.

By this time I am so furious I immediately dial a local store and ask for the corporate headquarters number, which they gave to me without any delay. I phoned the corporate office and got transferred to the corporate customer care division and for once I finally get someone I can understand on the phone and explained my situation again. This time the tone of the call was very different, she was helpful, she understood that I was furious and was doing anything and everything to help me rather than giving me canned responses read off a monitor. So now, my order is being shipped from Minnesota via UPS and should arrive the middle of next week. While on the phone I ask "why wasn't I ever notified about these changes to my order when they happened rather than them just showing as shipped?" "We don't have anyone staffed that can place calls to our customers if things like this happen" I'm told. What kind of company doesn't notify its customers if they can't deliver on their promise to deliver my order in a timely fashion? Even an email would have been sufficient. I make sure she logs all my complaints about their incompetent order entry system so hopefully the next poor sap that orders from them won't have to go through all this. I doubt that will happen but I did my part. With the exception of the item being discontinued and them not willing to fulfill and order that was already place without a call to corporate I would not have been nearly as pissed if they would have just given me status updates when I place my order. When I place the original order it should have said "item is on backorder". But it didn't, and led me to believe that everything was fine with my order. When I called to find out that it was backordered had they said it is discontinued and we won't be able to ship it to you, I would have been upset but I would have lived. Instead they show it as shipped and never a word from them.

The moral to all of this is: It's not how you bitch but who you bitch to that will get things done.