After my wild goose chase on Monday, I finally got some answers! I called the school health services today to talk to the secretary, and she just had me come up there after explaining the whole thing to her, since I actually hadn't been to the nurse's office since September of '04, when these 2 dates I was being charged for were from this year. So when I got there, she called the laboratory for me, and they told her that they'd fixed the mistake and they'd refund my money in the mail that I had already paid them. Well that's all fine and dandy, but I'm oh so glad they decided to call me and let me know of this, instead of making me have the school nurse's secretary do it for me. Obvioiusly calling them twice with my problems wasn't enough to warrent that.
*Sigh*
At least that's over with.
Next crisis, please!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
weird start to the work day
Yesterday during my day off, a little brown bird managed to fly its way into our store, and was there until about 4pm today. When I was making my way back up to the registers after clocking in, I noticed it hovering around up front by the windows and doors, probably trying to get out. Then up comes this older woman with a fishing net, trying to catch it. The net was WAY too short to do any kind of good, so we got a pole that we use to hang signs from the ceiling, taped the fishing net handle to it, and set chase.
The little old lady followed me around, keeping an eye out for the bird, being sure to point and tell me where it was every five seconds. I came close to getting it a few times, but mostly just scared it away and ended up wandering over to some other side of the store. I was in toys, automotive, luggage, sporting goods, men's clothing, children's clothing, and pharmacy, not to mention up front, chasing that poor, tired bird all over the store. Trevour and Amy both tried as valiantly as I to nab the little bugger, but apparently, none of us were to be deemed "the great white hunter." I almost caught him mid-flight across the store, and once almost with my hands as he was resting above the door frames to leave the store, but he escaped me both times.
Forrest ended up catching him and releasing him from the Garden Shop, which is where we think he originated from. I was sad to see him go, as this was going to be our entertainment for the evening.
The little old lady followed me around, keeping an eye out for the bird, being sure to point and tell me where it was every five seconds. I came close to getting it a few times, but mostly just scared it away and ended up wandering over to some other side of the store. I was in toys, automotive, luggage, sporting goods, men's clothing, children's clothing, and pharmacy, not to mention up front, chasing that poor, tired bird all over the store. Trevour and Amy both tried as valiantly as I to nab the little bugger, but apparently, none of us were to be deemed "the great white hunter." I almost caught him mid-flight across the store, and once almost with my hands as he was resting above the door frames to leave the store, but he escaped me both times.
Forrest ended up catching him and releasing him from the Garden Shop, which is where we think he originated from. I was sad to see him go, as this was going to be our entertainment for the evening.
Pepsi blunders
Yesterday while at Aaron's house for lunch, I did about the dumbest thing ever. I had a bottle of Pepsi that wasn't quite cold, so I was using a glass with ice in it. I wanted to finish off the bottle, so I held my half full glass above my lap, and started pouring. And then it started fizzing. Up and out of the glass, into my lap and the couch.
Damnit, I had just washed those jeans, too! So I had to change into a pair of his shorts, which happened to be swim trunks, 'til I could get home and wash my now soggy jeans.
Oh, turns out I can't call the health services at the school 'til tomorrow. I was thinking that today was going to be Wednesday for some reason...
Damnit, I had just washed those jeans, too! So I had to change into a pair of his shorts, which happened to be swim trunks, 'til I could get home and wash my now soggy jeans.
Oh, turns out I can't call the health services at the school 'til tomorrow. I was thinking that today was going to be Wednesday for some reason...
Monday, July 18, 2005
bills, bills, bills
I don't remember if I said anything about this when it happened, but here's the backstory: Back in May, I recieved a very large bill from a clinical laboratory out of Rapid City for some work that had been done. It was something more than what I could have payed off in only a few installments, and I wasn't even sure what I was being charged for, as the bill wasn't very descriptive in the services rendered.
Well, I got after it today, going to several different offices, including the school twice, once to the nurse's office, who wasn't there, and once to the school's offices, trying to find a record, which they didn't have, only the school nurse had. I also went by the medical center where the laboratory got the samples from, and they didn't even have me in their records, indicating I'd never actually been there.
Curious.
So I call the insurance company, and they don't even have anything filed or claimed at all. My dad hadn't recieved anything from the insurance company either, so it was all very confusing as to why I was being charged this very large amount of money for something that the insurance should have picked up instead. Next, I call the laboratory, one last time, to see exactly what I had been charged for. It turns out they had charged me for a "needle aspirate," which has something to do with your respiratory system and poking a needle into your lung. No wonder the bill was so high. However, you'd think I would remember having a needle shoved in my chest and through my lung. They charged me for someone else's lab work!
Now I have to wait until tomorrow, before I go to work, to call the school health services and see exactly what went on that day, back in February, that's when the lab samples were sent out, apparently, and get that taken off my record, along with claiming the correct service rendered, and getting the money back that I've already started paying on the bill.
How frustrating, but I'm glad that my dad kept pushing at me to get this figured out, or I would have been out a lot of money that someone else owes. I can't believe someone messed up that bad. And that it took them 3 months to send me anything in the mail!
Well, I got after it today, going to several different offices, including the school twice, once to the nurse's office, who wasn't there, and once to the school's offices, trying to find a record, which they didn't have, only the school nurse had. I also went by the medical center where the laboratory got the samples from, and they didn't even have me in their records, indicating I'd never actually been there.
Curious.
So I call the insurance company, and they don't even have anything filed or claimed at all. My dad hadn't recieved anything from the insurance company either, so it was all very confusing as to why I was being charged this very large amount of money for something that the insurance should have picked up instead. Next, I call the laboratory, one last time, to see exactly what I had been charged for. It turns out they had charged me for a "needle aspirate," which has something to do with your respiratory system and poking a needle into your lung. No wonder the bill was so high. However, you'd think I would remember having a needle shoved in my chest and through my lung. They charged me for someone else's lab work!
Now I have to wait until tomorrow, before I go to work, to call the school health services and see exactly what went on that day, back in February, that's when the lab samples were sent out, apparently, and get that taken off my record, along with claiming the correct service rendered, and getting the money back that I've already started paying on the bill.
How frustrating, but I'm glad that my dad kept pushing at me to get this figured out, or I would have been out a lot of money that someone else owes. I can't believe someone messed up that bad. And that it took them 3 months to send me anything in the mail!
Thursday, July 14, 2005
howdy howdy
Tomorrow is Aaron's birthday, and I have no idea what to get him! Any ideas?
We're going over to his parents for dinner tonight, grilling, it sounds like, so that should be fun. The last few days since the wedding I've been at work, so I haven't really been updating a lot, as usual...
Last night at work, Aaron showed up around 7pm, which was really weird, because he was supposed to be working until 11pm. He had a huge bandage around his pointer finger on his left hand...he'd cut himself really bad at work and had to go to the hospital to have it taken care of. He'd sliced into the tip of his finger, even got the fingernail, but didn't cut the whole tip off. It was kinda scary to listen to him tell what happened, and made me a little squirmy, but he thinks he'll regain all feeling in his finger, and he'll lose the nail, but it'll grow back eventually. He said it didn't even hurt that much. Yuck. Ick. Ouch.
I've been finding lots of tiny spiders in the apartment lately, and I think it's because we leave the windows open so the air can flow through, and they crawl through the tiny little holes in the screens. I don't think we have any tears in the screens, but there's a good chance we do, 'cause I've even seen small beetles and stuff in here, as well. Yuck.
Also, I still haven't heard about my support license yet, despite checking the mail every day. By Saturday if it's not here yet, I'll call the Lawrence County Sheriff's Department to see what's up.
Anyhow, I have to go check on my laundry, and go to Aaron's, so everyone have a good weekend if I don't update for a while.
We're going over to his parents for dinner tonight, grilling, it sounds like, so that should be fun. The last few days since the wedding I've been at work, so I haven't really been updating a lot, as usual...
Last night at work, Aaron showed up around 7pm, which was really weird, because he was supposed to be working until 11pm. He had a huge bandage around his pointer finger on his left hand...he'd cut himself really bad at work and had to go to the hospital to have it taken care of. He'd sliced into the tip of his finger, even got the fingernail, but didn't cut the whole tip off. It was kinda scary to listen to him tell what happened, and made me a little squirmy, but he thinks he'll regain all feeling in his finger, and he'll lose the nail, but it'll grow back eventually. He said it didn't even hurt that much. Yuck. Ick. Ouch.
I've been finding lots of tiny spiders in the apartment lately, and I think it's because we leave the windows open so the air can flow through, and they crawl through the tiny little holes in the screens. I don't think we have any tears in the screens, but there's a good chance we do, 'cause I've even seen small beetles and stuff in here, as well. Yuck.
Also, I still haven't heard about my support license yet, despite checking the mail every day. By Saturday if it's not here yet, I'll call the Lawrence County Sheriff's Department to see what's up.
Anyhow, I have to go check on my laundry, and go to Aaron's, so everyone have a good weekend if I don't update for a while.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Wedding
This weekend was the wedding of Aaron's friends Sam and Rachel in Fort Collins, Colorado. A six hour drive there, with a slight detour late in the trip as we forgot to turn at Lusk and ended up taking a dirt road full of washboards for about 20 miles to end up on the highway we needed. We got into Fort Collins pretty early, got to the campground and set up the tent, and then headed back into town to find something to eat. We ended up at Old Chicagos, where Aaron ordered the Thai Pie pizza, which has chicken, onions, peppers, mushrooms, broccoli, and Thai sauce. It was delicious! I never thought it would have been all that Aaron had raved about, but it really was.
The next day we were up very early, as Aaron had forgotten the directions to the wedding and everyone's phone numbers back in Spearfish. He had a pretty good idea of where the wedding was, but just wanted to make sure, so we got breakfast at Vern's, the local eatery, gas station, taxidermist, and smoke shop, and then went into town to find the public library so we could MapQuest the location. After finding it online, we decided to try it out ourselves in the car. After about 10 miles on a winding road into the mountains, we turned around, figuring we didn't have enough gas for the rest of the trip and that we'd find it eventually. After all, we had two hours to kill.
Back to the campground, quick shower, change into clothes for the wedding, and we're off. Quite a few miles further than our original drive, we were still on the windy mountain road, with a caravan of vehicles following close in our wake. We missed the turn to the wedding because we just didn't think we would be there yet, and all of the sudden, there it was. We noticed all the cars behind us turning around, so we had to flip around and follow the rest onto a dirt road, which was also very windy and bumpy. Aaron had been told the road was clearly marked towards the wedding, but it sure wasn't.
Once we finally did make it to the wedding, we were led to a place to park and I was introduced to and met most of the wedding party, then we made our way down to the location of the wedding, which was on a dock in front of a pretty little pond, complete with a trickling stream into the pond.
It was a very short, but very pretty wedding. Unfortunately, the pastor didn't have a microphone, so we couldn't hear most of what he was saying, but you know what goes on at weddings, so it wasn't that important. And then it was over. The reception wasn't until two hours later in a hotel about 40 miles from the location of the wedding. The reception was kinda fun, but mostly hot and boring. The air conditioning just wasn't working well on the 2nd floor, but we stuck it out as long as we could, seeing as we'd been up since 6:30am and were dying of heat.
Despite the fact that we were at a wedding and there were millions of pictures being taken of tons of different people, Aaron and I did not manage to get any pictures taken of the two of us with his camera, and I forgot mine, so still, no pictures of him and I, sorry!
Then we left bright and early this morning for another six hours in the car, and managed to survive each other the entire time while sitting in a small box for so long with only eachother to keep us company. And our iPods.
The next day we were up very early, as Aaron had forgotten the directions to the wedding and everyone's phone numbers back in Spearfish. He had a pretty good idea of where the wedding was, but just wanted to make sure, so we got breakfast at Vern's, the local eatery, gas station, taxidermist, and smoke shop, and then went into town to find the public library so we could MapQuest the location. After finding it online, we decided to try it out ourselves in the car. After about 10 miles on a winding road into the mountains, we turned around, figuring we didn't have enough gas for the rest of the trip and that we'd find it eventually. After all, we had two hours to kill.
Back to the campground, quick shower, change into clothes for the wedding, and we're off. Quite a few miles further than our original drive, we were still on the windy mountain road, with a caravan of vehicles following close in our wake. We missed the turn to the wedding because we just didn't think we would be there yet, and all of the sudden, there it was. We noticed all the cars behind us turning around, so we had to flip around and follow the rest onto a dirt road, which was also very windy and bumpy. Aaron had been told the road was clearly marked towards the wedding, but it sure wasn't.
Once we finally did make it to the wedding, we were led to a place to park and I was introduced to and met most of the wedding party, then we made our way down to the location of the wedding, which was on a dock in front of a pretty little pond, complete with a trickling stream into the pond.
It was a very short, but very pretty wedding. Unfortunately, the pastor didn't have a microphone, so we couldn't hear most of what he was saying, but you know what goes on at weddings, so it wasn't that important. And then it was over. The reception wasn't until two hours later in a hotel about 40 miles from the location of the wedding. The reception was kinda fun, but mostly hot and boring. The air conditioning just wasn't working well on the 2nd floor, but we stuck it out as long as we could, seeing as we'd been up since 6:30am and were dying of heat.
Despite the fact that we were at a wedding and there were millions of pictures being taken of tons of different people, Aaron and I did not manage to get any pictures taken of the two of us with his camera, and I forgot mine, so still, no pictures of him and I, sorry!
Then we left bright and early this morning for another six hours in the car, and managed to survive each other the entire time while sitting in a small box for so long with only eachother to keep us company. And our iPods.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
say cheese!
After work today, Aaron met me for some lunch, then we went to his parent's house to meet his sister, brother-in-law, and their three kids, since they're in town, and Aaron and I are leaving for Ft. Collins tomorrow. Everyone was very nice, especially his sister, who I talked to the most.
Then his parents decided that they needed some pictures! Well, of course, I was included with the whole family for pictures, as both his mom and dad snapped away with their cameras. I'd just gotten off a 5 hour shift in the garden shop, hot and sweaty, still in my work clothes, hair still in pigtails.
It was very nice of them to include me in with the family, however, and it felt really nice to be in there with everyone. I get to see his parents more than my own now, and it's nice to have some adult figures who seem to think of me as their own, and take care of me that way.
Ahhh, warm fuzzies.
Then his parents decided that they needed some pictures! Well, of course, I was included with the whole family for pictures, as both his mom and dad snapped away with their cameras. I'd just gotten off a 5 hour shift in the garden shop, hot and sweaty, still in my work clothes, hair still in pigtails.
It was very nice of them to include me in with the family, however, and it felt really nice to be in there with everyone. I get to see his parents more than my own now, and it's nice to have some adult figures who seem to think of me as their own, and take care of me that way.
Ahhh, warm fuzzies.
early bird
It is 10 after 6 in the morning, and I am awake. Not because I stayed up all night and I still haven't crashed yet, and not because I've been scheduled a string of opening shifts; on the contrary, I closed the store last night and got 5 hours of sleep (too little for me). I am up to open the Garden Shop at 7 in the morning. Urg.
I told Aaron not to come over last night if it was too late because I would be sleeping. Which is what I told him 2 nights ago when I had to be to work at 9am, but I changed my mind after being lonely and unable to sleep. Last night was different, however, because I knew I needed the sleep or I was truly going to be the living dead in the morning, which really, I'm not too far from being right now.
The good news? I only work 5 hours, and I will be getting off the clock at Noon, which will still give me time to have lunch with Aaron before he even goes to work. Weird.
I'm also eating a small portion of the 50 pound watermelon that my roommate bought and filled our fridge with, but only because I'm out of milk and can't make scrambled eggs. I can't make fried eggs, either, because I always break the yolks when I flip them over. I only get those when I go home and am up at a "decent" hour so Dad can make them for me.
I told Aaron not to come over last night if it was too late because I would be sleeping. Which is what I told him 2 nights ago when I had to be to work at 9am, but I changed my mind after being lonely and unable to sleep. Last night was different, however, because I knew I needed the sleep or I was truly going to be the living dead in the morning, which really, I'm not too far from being right now.
The good news? I only work 5 hours, and I will be getting off the clock at Noon, which will still give me time to have lunch with Aaron before he even goes to work. Weird.
I'm also eating a small portion of the 50 pound watermelon that my roommate bought and filled our fridge with, but only because I'm out of milk and can't make scrambled eggs. I can't make fried eggs, either, because I always break the yolks when I flip them over. I only get those when I go home and am up at a "decent" hour so Dad can make them for me.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Punk-ass kids
Two kids walk in the store, looking slightly like they were up to no good. I was going to do a security call, but never got around to it because I got bogged down with customers right away, and soon forgot about them . . . until I saw them being rung up for some sodas and then setting the security alarm off when they exited the building.
I was already walking in their direction because I figured there was a really good chance this would happen. The kid stops dead in his tracks and says, "Was that the alarm?" with a slight look of panic on his face. I matter-of-factly tell him that yes, it was the alarm, and ask if he'd step back into the store. I know he's got something on him, but I don't know what, and I can't just tell him to empty his pockets. Store policy or something.
The manager for the evening, our loss prevention associate, and one other associate were there with me, trying to figure out what the kid had stolen. There were two of them, so we weren't sure which one had what. The tall skinny one turns to me, because I'm behind him, blocking any exit he might have made that way, and mouths to me, "Don't tell anyone, don't tell anyone." and puts a hula girl in the shopping cart next to him.
They let them go. Even though they set the alarms off again upon their second try to exit the store. How the hell are we supposed to stop people from stealing shit from our store when even our loss prevention manager can't do anything about it once they've exited the store? It makes me so mad. I know they stole crap out of the automotive section, 'cause that's where they were being followed from; our loss prevention manager plus two floor associates were following the kids through the store, and they still managed to get out of there with most of their stollen shit. WTF.
I was already walking in their direction because I figured there was a really good chance this would happen. The kid stops dead in his tracks and says, "Was that the alarm?" with a slight look of panic on his face. I matter-of-factly tell him that yes, it was the alarm, and ask if he'd step back into the store. I know he's got something on him, but I don't know what, and I can't just tell him to empty his pockets. Store policy or something.
The manager for the evening, our loss prevention associate, and one other associate were there with me, trying to figure out what the kid had stolen. There were two of them, so we weren't sure which one had what. The tall skinny one turns to me, because I'm behind him, blocking any exit he might have made that way, and mouths to me, "Don't tell anyone, don't tell anyone." and puts a hula girl in the shopping cart next to him.
They let them go. Even though they set the alarms off again upon their second try to exit the store. How the hell are we supposed to stop people from stealing shit from our store when even our loss prevention manager can't do anything about it once they've exited the store? It makes me so mad. I know they stole crap out of the automotive section, 'cause that's where they were being followed from; our loss prevention manager plus two floor associates were following the kids through the store, and they still managed to get out of there with most of their stollen shit. WTF.
Friday, July 01, 2005
i know it's been a while
I know it's been a long time since I've posted...a few comments from readers, Little Bunny FooFoo and my dad, made me realize that. I don't update as frequently as I used to, but that's because I'm not putting off doing homework, like I said about a month ago or so. Also, Aaron and I have been spending a lot of time together, and I don't really blog when he's here, either that, or I'm at work.
Today, Aaron and I went to Deadwood, where I got fingerprinted for my background check so I can get my support license in order to work in casinos. I then dropped off my application at Cadillac Jack's to work at the cashier's cage there, and talked to one of the managers, who set up a time for me to talk to the cage manager some time next week after we get back from the wedding in Ft. Collins next weekend.
Then we drove around the Hills, stopped in Hill City and looked at the touristy stuff, then took the back way to Rapid City, where we stopped at the mall, got me some shoes, and Aaron picked up a CD at Borders, while I read some book on the secrets of Harry Potter.
But, I'm off to watch some Mystery Science Theatre 3000, it shall be fun. Adios!
Today, Aaron and I went to Deadwood, where I got fingerprinted for my background check so I can get my support license in order to work in casinos. I then dropped off my application at Cadillac Jack's to work at the cashier's cage there, and talked to one of the managers, who set up a time for me to talk to the cage manager some time next week after we get back from the wedding in Ft. Collins next weekend.
Then we drove around the Hills, stopped in Hill City and looked at the touristy stuff, then took the back way to Rapid City, where we stopped at the mall, got me some shoes, and Aaron picked up a CD at Borders, while I read some book on the secrets of Harry Potter.
But, I'm off to watch some Mystery Science Theatre 3000, it shall be fun. Adios!
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