Falling Down….Again


Help I've Fallen!!!

So, to continue….

I worked a flight from San Francisco to New York. A red-eye. Exhausted. I landed at 7am and ran to the Air Train. Briskly walked the 4 (I think) walkways, and of course, as always, one was not working. But this time, it didn’t get me. I am always amused as we runners, rush onto a non-working walkway. We stop short, and watch those who already see us, rush by. I know they’re thinking the same thing that I’m thinking right now, as I watch the flight attendant run on to come to a screeching halt. Haha! I think. Now, I’ll be ahead in this mad rush to the gates. Hmm, wonder if she’s on the flight to Lauderdale. It’s first come first serve, in this stand by process. So if she’s on my flight, she’s just a  little irritated right now.

I start to gain some speed, and bypass the kiosk, as I know they Never work. I laugh again, as I see this same flight attendant, rush over to one. There’s no way, she’s going to check in before me and she’ll soon find that it doesn’t work for her either. I’m having a little contest in my mind, as I have no idea where she’s heading.

I get through security and have my own system of hitching and unhitching, my rig. Here she comes. About 5 people behind me. Luckily, today, it’s very quiet. Well, after all these are the first flights of the day.

I make it down to my gate, and see that boarding will begin in about 15 minutes. I run over to the little check-in counter and there is a couple standing there. They are excited because they’re going to the Bahama’s. Clearly in no hurry. The man was gracious enough to ask, “Are you in a hurry, cause we have a couple of hours.” I share that I’m on standby, anyway and my flight is the gate right next to us. The agent hears us, and says, “I’ll check you in. This will only take a moment.”

Great. She even gives me a seat assignment. Just as I look up and see my competitor coming toward the counter. “Too late.” I’m thinking. I already got here first. Ahh, yes. But then there are the days when it doesn’t work this way. So I have to enjoy it while I can.

On the flight, a woman takes the aisle seat and there is a seat open in the middle. After the flight attendant tells her, she really is in the premium seats, and he may have to assess a charge. She says, “well if there’s a charge, I’ll go back to my middle seat.” He finds out that they will waive the charges.

After we are in the air, I fall asleep against the window. I wake up to see her, sprawled across the middle seat, and her head is practically in my lap. It’s irritating, since, I can hardly move my arm, without hitting her head, and having a middle seat opened, should have provided us with some room. But now, she didn’t have to pay, and she’s taking two premium seats. I can’t understand why people are so rude, and she had no problems, even when I inadvertently, bumped her head with my elbow a few times.

After we landed, I was even more exhausted. And I looked up to see her staring at me. It was with a seductive look, and it totally creeped me out. Now I’m wondering if she slept on my arm, deliberately. The flight attendants were cracking up. I knew one of them, and she said, “Yea, I noticed she was pretty cozy with you.” I told her, “I know, I felt like I needed a cigarette, when we landed!” At this all of us cracked up.

Now, my daughter picks me up. Since, of course, my lemon is in the shop. I told her I already received a call from my brother’s bus company, at 7am, stating that they were at the front door and my brother wasn’t answering. Hopefully, he came down in time. I try to call his phone, but he almost never answers, unless my mom is with him.

I find out that he did make it in time. Good. Now I start cleaning the kitchen, before I even have a chance to get out of my uniform. No one can pick up after themselves, it seems, and my daughter is the worst violator.

I walk into my living room, to find a bottle of clear nail polish dumped over on the coffee table and two water glasses sitting right there. I was furious! The polish was all over, and I screamed upstairs to my daughter. She comes down in her robe. Never mind that it was 11:30. “You are not going to sleep! You have destroyed my table!” Of course she starts with, “How did that get dumped over?” “Well, obviously, it was sitting here with a cap half off and it was spilled! The bigger problem is that once again, you destroyed something else, and do not take any responsibility!”

I tell her to get something to take it off. Sand it and find a stain that matches to fix it. Of course, I know, she won’t be able to come close to repairing this without seeing this big mess. But the point is, she needs to try. I want her to understand that I’m not fixing her messes, nor am I letting her off the hook, as she begins to whine, “You don’t know what I have to deal with.” How many times can she play this card? “Oh really?” All the thoughts of my whole morning, up to this point, run through my head. The fact that I pay the bills, and make my meager salary stretch, in the face of companies, who don’t take responsiblity for their own errors, along with her, and her destructive and irresponsible behavior. I love my children very much, but when I see how immature my daughter is, I get annoyed. I know that I was pretty much raising myself, and I was an adult at a very young age. Of course, I didn’t want her to grow up like I did, but it had its advantages.

“Oh, you know what? I don’t care!” I am more than angry at this point. I’m tired, and really cranky. I won’t even stand for this nonsense. She’s not going to turn the tables, and try the guilt trip. “I am tired of your behavior. You’re going to be taking the small bedroom, as I get all of your garbage out of the room you trashed. You break things and lose things constantly. Lost two sets of keys, two cell phones, and the charger, just in the last month. And  you expect everyone else to rescue you. I’m not doing it! You always tell me you’re not a child. Well, welcome to adulthood! Now fix that table or you’re paying for it!”

Next, I’m on the phone with my insurance company again. I’m also making calls about my brother and trying to get some of the benefits, he is entitled to. Corruption has all but robbed him, of the services he’s entitled to. The whole mess, is depressing and I’m constantly fight battles for him, as well as my mother.

Now, I need my daughter to leave my space, so I can regroup. I am close to her and it is the reason, I get so angry. I want her to get it. I just called her last week, to tell her that I saw “The Situation,” coming through security. She was thrilled. I know she watches that show, even though it is pointless. However, the few episodes I’ve watched with her, shows me what her age is all about. Pretty sad.

I called last night to tell her I saw David Hasselhoff in LAX. I start to think, it’s amazing how we can be laughing about something, and a short time later, I’m so angry with her. I can’t wait until the roller-coaster ride of her twenties, is over.

The one scripture which kept coming to my mind was, “Do not grow weary in your well doing, for after a  little while, you will reap a harvest of joy.”

Ok, Lord…I’m ready whenever you are!!!

Falling Down


I can’t help it. Today was a real, Falling Down, day for me. I always loved this movie, because, although it is violent and a little too graphic, it certainly does depict, the anger that simmers, to lifes daily aggravation.

It seems that the corruption of this world, all come crashing in at once and it is so difficult to deal with. I was having my meltdown today, and had to watch ‘Bill Foster,’ to make myself feel that this wasn’t as terrible as his actions. I started yelling at the guy from Comcast, as I had been on the phone and online for more than an hour, trying to pay my bill.

A few months ago, I lost two tv’s during a storm. They were plugged into surge protectors, and when I had spoken to my cousin, he told me, that isn’t right. Find out if the cable was installed improperly. It doesn’t sound like it was grounded. Sure enough, I went in to the place to talk to someone, and she told me that they did indeed have a work ticket, stating that they needed to work on the cable outside. She gave me the ticket number, and she said she’d deducted the days, that I was unable to have service. She also told me that someone would come to look at my tv’s and get information.

A few days followed. Although, I saw repair men outside, I also had a visit from a technician. He took pictures of the tv’s and called his damage department with the information. I had to pick up some used tv’s at the Goodwill, just to give my brother with special needs, some entertainment. He had a nice tv, which I had just purchased the year before.

So, I get a bill from them, with the deduction, but they also added a charge for repair, inside my home. I was furious! I called and they quickly told me that they would take this off. Probably hoping I wouldn’t notice.

Next, I called to find out about the status of a damage claim. “No,” I was told. We won’t cover it, because it was a result of a thunder storm.” “What??! Your own representative told me that it was because of a cable improperly grounded and she gave me the work ticket number!” They promptly refused to discuss it any longer.

I decided that as soon as I purchased a new tv, I was dropping them. Today, they helped me make that decision. Another reprentative showed up at my house one day, asking about my service. He claimed they were losing a lot of customers to AT&T, and they wanted to hear my complaints. Oh, this is great. I told him all about the lies, and deceptive practices. He asked me what kind of televisions I had. “Well, the one in my family room, was a big projection tv.” I told him. “Where is it? he asked. I got rid of it, because the tube had blown.” The other one was almost brand new, and is still in my brother’s room.”

“Oh, I see.” he said. “Why didn’t you call to get an estimate on a repair?” “Because, I was waiting to hear, what your company was going to do. Fix it, or reimburse me.” “Oh, so you wanted us to reimburse you for an expensive tv?” At this point I was ready to go so Michael Douglas on him! “Listen! My kids are watching a little tv, I picked up for $15 at a thrift store. I didn’t care what you did, but then you called to tell me you weren’t responsible at all! Now you may understand why you’re losing business!” At that, I closed my door.

So now, I tried to pay the bill. They tacked on $10 for a movied, none of us watched. I tried in vain to get online help. I called and the automated phone system didn’t work either. I got a rep on the phone and she said, that it would cost $5 to take my payment because I didn’t use the online feature!

I tried once more. It was impossible. I called a representative back and told him it wasn’t working. “Yes, we know, we’re having technical difficulties,” he said. But it will be $5 for me to take the payment.” Now I blew up. “Are you kidding me? This company is the biggest ripoff! I lost two tv’s and you wouldn’t take the blame for improperly grounding a cable. You also tacked on a charge for repairs in my home, which you didn’t make. You tell me that I should pay online or automated phone, and neither service works, and then you tell me you’ll have to charge me!” Connect me to your cancelation department.

Almost two hours for that. Next, I called my insurance. I have been billed for arrears, since I had not been working. Yet, I paid my premiums, up until April. I was put on hold, repeatedly as she tried to sort this out. I was told my balance was another $600, which is totally ridiculous, since I had paid almost $2000, for premiums I’d owed. I had all the facts, but they sure didn’t. Now after about another hour on the phone, I was told, a senior account representative,would contact me after the investigation.

Oh, who cares. Take your time. After all, it’s only money. Hey, I held up my end of the bargain! It’s like Michael Douglas, wielding a baseball bat, “I’m just exercising my rights!” lol I have to think of some of these classic scenes, when I’m having my meltdowns.

Next, my car. Well, that’s been a nightmare since I bought it. Yes, I purchased a used car, from the place which boasts, “We aren’t like the other guys. Would you rather ride a horse?” Well, “yes!” After my experience with them, a horse would defnintely be more reliable. I haven’t driven my car in the past year, and every time something happens to it, it’s serious. From the first month I drove that thing. The whole headlight system went out. Next it was the calipers and brake system. My warranty company wouldn’t even comver it, because, they said, it was sold this way! I told the towing company to take me right in front of the building and park it, so everyone could see what a piece of junk it was!

My friend was laughing the other day, and he said, “That car is like an episode of The Twilight Zone.” “Right???” I said. I cannot believe this. I said, with my luck, I will tell the mechanic, “look just take it. Sell it for parts.” And he’ll say back to me, “Oh, I’m sorry, but I’ve had it on my lot, too long. I’m going to have to charge you for keeping it. At $50 a day, for 7 days, let’s see. I’ll just charge you $350, without any hidden fees.” Cause we all know about those hidden fees.

I’m scared that I’m going to finallyget rid of it and walk out to my driveway to see Rod Serling, standing next to it! I’ll probably hear that creepy theme music playing as well!

Oh, this is just one day in my life. It is a million spinning plates, and always in the center, I see some other scam artist. I’m beginning to think I have a magnet.

How was your day???

Slip, Sliding Away!


Ahhh, what a fantastic way to say goodbye! Exit the stage in grand fashion and let everyone wonder, “What just happened?”

Yes, Steven Slater, the one who everybody is talking about.  How many times had I dreamt of blowing a slide and just being liberated from the stress of it all?

The lyrics of this song definitely come to mind ;

“Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan
The information’s unavailable to the mortal man
We’re workin’ our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we’re gliding down the highway, when in fact we’re slip sliding away
     Simon and Garfunkel
 
He sure spoke for all of us, especially fellow colleagues. When the pressure was so intense in my own life, I just decided to take a break from the flying, or I sure would have had that same temptation. It was there. It was palpable. All it would have taken is some lunatic harassing me one more time. I often thought of the movie, Falling Down, with Michael Douglas. This seemed to be my experience, and apparently, Steve Slater’s. He reached the peak, and went for the gusto, in typical Milwaukee fashion, grabbed the beer on the way out. Smart man. I’m toasting him right now. All of my hometown should use him for the poster boy. In fact they should put his picture on the Miller Stadium! Great advertisement and all the future endorsements for this guy. Sure seems like it was a great career move.
Now, he seemed to be pretty peaceful when he was being arrested. Of course, with some alcohol coursing through his veins, he may have had a little liquid courage, but today, he’s being heralded.
Who could have known, that the masses are all, “Mad as hell and not going to take it anymore?” Well, I actually know, since I’ve lived it. But to have an individual take a stand…or a seated slide, well, that’s just what we all needed.
This was the perfect picture of the early out and he sure didn’t stick around to see if he would receive an exit package. He did it his way.
I’ve got one more song that would fit his last act and I sure hope someone uses this song for his story one day.