A Service Hero's Tale of Woe.
by Cynical Erik - Posted Fri May 19, 2006 @ 8:53 PM
Greg from PlanetFeedback (more popularly known as Mr. Helpful) was er...well... helpful enough to send me a PFB Service Hero button in the mail this week for services rendered unto the site. It was a kind gesture, and even more kind considering the Certificate of Achievement that he included in the envelope that, from the looks of it, took about two minutes of his valuable time to print up. So I thank you, Greg.
Unfortunately, what I've neglected to mention to this point is that I live a cursed life, thanks to an ex-girlfriend that put a voodoo curse on my head three years ago. I also neglected to mention that the North Dakota post service is the most incompetent bunch of cretins you'd ever hope to have handle your mail, because when that pin arrived in the mail today, it was beaten within an inch of its life. Perhaps I should write a complaint letter, but I have no idea where I would ever do such a thing.
Anyway, wasn't really a problem, or so I thought. The base of the pin was bent out of shape, so I just bent it back into position with a pliers. Then I tried to put on the stopper, and it wouldn't stay on. Grr.
Eventually, I thought I had it figured out, so I put it on my shirt and went to the mirror to admire myself. As I was in the process of preening, all of a sudden the stopper falls right off and down into the sink. I make a noble attempt to stop it from going down the drain and, in the process, deposited it right into the top drainage hole and down into the pipes, gone forever. Double grr.
Fortunately, because I've become quite used to doing really stupid things in my life, I improvised and took a stopper off of a different pin that I had. This one wouldn't stay on either, but with a little bit of know-how on my part, I rigged it enough to make it stay put. So now I'm typing this blog entry with my PlanetFeedback Service Hero pin er...well... pinned upon my lapel, and all is well once again.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take apart my sink, and then drop a flaming bag of dog poo off at my ex-girlfriend's house. I lead such an interesting life.