RANTINGS OF A LUNATIC WIFE

I AM STILL ALIVE

I know, I know, it has been ages since I've posted. Life has been an absolute bitch recently.

Peter's credit card number was stolen right before Christmas, so, no way to mail assloads of cards and presents. Thank God we'd already taken care of The Diva and the Little Linebacker or we'd have been truly screwed. The Friday before Christmas is when this little "shocker" hits us (of course this isn't until AFTER THE DAMN BANK CLOSES). Then we are fighting with the bank because they can't help us until Tuesday the 26th! Isn't that just lovely.... I love financial institutions...NOT!

They credit about $200 of the over $2000.00 these asswipes stole, while they are doing their "investigation". No problem, my new company is cutting me a check on the 29th because we are moving from getting paid every two weeks to the 15th and the last day of the month schedule. Guess what happens? The credit card, which is actually a VISA Check Card, debits the same $2000.00 from my account AGAIN. New Year's weekend. So, you guessed it, no parties for the Pan family. Shit, not again.

Me, to the bank: What in the blue hell is going on here?

Bank: We are sorry ma'am but we couldn't really investigate until the monies were actually taken from your account.

Me: "How is this possible? The transaction 'disappeared' three days ago. How did it just come back? PFM?"

Bank: If the transaction hasn't cleared after three days, we delete it so that's why it disappeared. However, since Visa had shown it to be fraud, but we originally agreed to pay it, we have to honor the transaction. I am really sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused..."

Me: "INCONVENIENCE THIS MAY HAVE CAUSED? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS? THIS IS SATURDAY OF ANOTHER LONG WEEKEND! I HAVE DAYCARE AND RENT TO PAY. I HAVE A QUARTER OF A TANK OF GAS IN THE FREAKING CAR...."

Bank: "Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do for you until our Fraud department opens on Tuesday. I am sure they will work with you. I have sent the credit diva an email she gets in at 8:00 CST, so you can reach her at 6:00 your time".

Lovely, I have to wake up on Tuesday and threaten to crawl through the phone and kick someone's ass.

So, the money got refunded, sort of. We are still working it out, but we are barely above water right now and I, personally, cannot find my ass with both hands. This is a very scary thought, because my ass is not petite. In fact, other than my wrists and ears, there is not a petite thing on my entire body.

Couple this financial fiasco with a daughter (the Diva) turning five 10 days after Christmas and our finances were a little stretched to say the least. Thank God for Black Friday and the Consignment stores. I spent $300 on Santa, Christmas and Birthday presents. I am a bargain shopper from waaaaaay back. So, the kids were none the wiser with regard to the gifts under the tree. Daddy's gifts came from Fallas Paredes and Susies Deals. He lives in sweatshirt and scrubs.

This, dear friends, is unfortunately not where our nightmare ends....

Peter took a couple of days off from his job. He thought all he had to do was tell his boss. Per Peter, he didn't know there was paperwork to fill out. So, basically he has gone unpaid for all of his days off this year (four of them I believe) because he never thought to ask. Not until, being nosy, I looked at his last paystub of the year and asked why it didn't show his vacation pay. Then he decides to tell me that he didn't know about the paperwork that had to be filled out and neither did the doctor he worked for. Now, I don't know what rock either of them crawled out from under, but I have always had to fill out a vacation or PTO request, regardless of where the hell I was working. WTF? How could you not know?

This isn't even the worst part. Peter, after working for the same company for over a year and a half, got a raise. When I asked what check it would be on, his response?
You guessed it...."I don't know".

How in the hell do you not ask that question?!!! Wait it gets better, or worse, depending on how you look at it.

Peter then informs me, according to his doctor, he was supposed to have gotten a review and a raise after three months! Doctor says, didn't that happen? WHAT! YOU ARE HIS DIRECT SUPERVISOR, HOW THE HELL DON'T YOU KNOW?!

The practice Peter works for has outsourced their "office management". So, they don't do any of the real hiring or firing, or running of the office is what I have been told. But, here's the funny part, the "in-house" liaison for the doctor's office is one of the partners brothers! I bet that doctor's team knows how to fill out paperwork and that it is required for days off. Just call Peter "mushroom".

So, I ask Peter to check with the actual company that oversees the doctors office and ask where this raise is and if it is retroactive to 11 months ago, when said review and raise should have taken place. He has hemmed and hawed because he doesn't want to rock the boat. The more I ask about these things, the more he clams up and says, "they are checking on it, just relax and let him handle it".

That has really worked well so far, hasn't it?

Valium, I need valium, the Lexapro is no longer working.

posted by Lunatic Wife @ 4:22 PM