September 8, 2012

  • A family that smokes together

    ...wait...WHAT?!

     


    Thursday, Sept 6


    That's it, my tablet finally gave in on me. Ironic too, because the moment after I sent a text to a friend yesterday, proclaiming not having a clue how I spent my life before I purchased a tablet, it promptly lagged; I shut it off and it never turned back on. Google proved no help, so I went on the Acer website and after an infuriating chat with a customer representative "help" online, I was told that I could send in my tablet for repair as it is still covered under warranty.

    Seriously, there customer rep have no idea what they are doing! bitter They're knowledge are limited to repetitive protocols that aids no one 99% of the time. I don't blame them, nor do I belittle the fact that aside from their training they spoke minimal English as they are usually situated on an impoverish country for the most part. I mean, I highly admire the fact that these big time companies create jobs to third world countries by bringing their business there. It's a win-win right? Companies save money, and jobs are created for those who need them.

    Truth be told though, these employees minimal knowledge in trouble shooting only serves to annoy customers like me. I find their scripted response extremely condescending. I mean, repeatedly telling me that you "understand your concern" but asking me the same information over, and over, and over again is really, really, really... *sigh


    Anyway, it turns out the repair depot is a mere 20=30mins drive. Though I also had the option of just shipping my tablet, and ship it I did. CB works for Puralator, hence she was able to ship it for me for 3.50$

    Now, I am face with a dilemma of what to do with my not-so-spare-time. Or at the very least, how I would kill time for our mini family road trip on Saturday. As a solution, I visited the library to borrow books that I've been reading on my tablet. I almost forgot how at home I feel amid all those bound text. One of these days, I'm going to muster the energy to volunteer at a local library.   

     

    Korean BBQ earlier dinner with the mother after I picked her up from work. I  swear, I could eat Korean BBQ at least once a day!

    I also bough some vegetable for Ulam. Then this happened:

    As you can see, I have a very peculiar dog. He's quite confuse really, he doesn't quite now which species he belongs in. He has the mannerism of dog, cat, monkey, human and now a rabbit. But hey, at least they're bonding.

    This also happened. Between Aso and Ulam -that's 2 sets of sharp claws/nails- I have battle scars everywhere. The perils of being an animal owner.

     


    Friday, Sept 7


    Daddy's home for his 5 day break from a 10 day work week. And with him, he brought a Cuban cigar his Mexican co-worker gifted him.

    So this happened:

    I did half expect to get in trouble for smoking, or at least get reprimanded. But I guess we're all big boys/girl now. Actually, as the three of us were passing the cigar around, le father came out to join.

    Bet you wish your dad was half as cool as mine.


    Now, I have no more qualms about my long desire to purchase a hookah set

     

    This man, my father teaches me about life with every breath he takes. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel beyond blessed to have him in my life. It regularly overwhelms me how he and my mother affect me spiritually and mentally. 

     

    Lesson #2314: Do not take life so seriously

    As opposed to acting annoyed by a telemarketer like majority of the people in the world would, he decided to troll this particular one by having a half an hour long conversation and mock-courtship. The only reason he hanged up the phone was because my mother called and wanted to be picked up. But actually, ditching the phonewould be more appropriate, because that's exactly what he did; he excused himself, placed the phone on the ground and promptly exited the house. 

    Not only did he amused himself, he also ensured that those telemarketers would think twice before giving us a phone call again. 

    -Elle Are Emm