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#atozchallenge Brought To You By The Letter N

Word of the Day: Near

Near apoplexy, that’s how I feel.  The lady at the company I ordered a product from hung up on me when I told her I wanted to cancel the automatic billing account I never agreed to.  I don’t do well with “talk to the hand.”  She wouldn’t even let me speak!  Kept up her monologue and then hung up!  If she’d been physically near me … well those are consequences I don’t want to think about!  Grrr!  Now I’ll have to call the bank and get the charges reversed through them.

And then the oven died.  Well, near death.  The stove works, but the oven igniter stopped.  So my roast has to be cooked on the stovetop.  It’s too near dinnertime for us to be able to eat it today.

My husband says this is as near to being wound up as he’s seen me in years.

The poor maintenance guy, he was here when I was on the phone with that company.  I was in the bedroom with the door closed and when I came out my husband said, “V– is here.”  Of course, I couldn’t see him because he was on the floor in the kitchen so I thought my husband meant that V– had gone to get a part or something, so there I was ranting and then V– stood up and said, “Woooeee, don’t be mad at me, please!, but your oven igniter is broken.”  I hugged him.  “Never mad at you, V–!  You’re my #1 dependable go-to guy!”  He’s never seen me that near fury either, even though he’s been here to fix broken things, like water heaters and sink faucets with water spewing everywhere.

I do not like being upset.  I don’t like being anywhere near upset.  Upset and I don’t do well together.

Well, it’s very near dinner now and we need to figure out where and what we’re going to eat.  Hopefully soon I’ll be near enough to calm that the food won’t upset my stomach.  Does that happen to you?  Does intense emotion mess with your stomach?  I hate that.

Inner peace.  I need some.  Maybe I’ll find it near.

UPDATE:  Just going through my email, close to midnight now, and found an email from this company, timed shortly after my “conversation” with them.  It states: “This email is to inform you that your subscription status has been recently updated and any ongoing or all future charges have been cancelled as per your request.”  Thank. You. Lord!

And thank you everyone, for your support, you’ve been so sweet in the comments!  *hugs*

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9 thoughts on “#atozchallenge Brought To You By The Letter N

  1. Oh yeah, it messes with me too. Big time. I’ve had so many things blowing up on me lately. And yesterday I had an altercation with some guy on the phone that really set me off. So I can relate. Totally. Hang in there. Things will get better. xo

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    1. Goodness, I’m so sorry Miriam, that you had to deal with a similar experience! You’ve had a full plate lately and don’t need that on top of it all.

      I’m hanging in there, and rooting for you to do the same. Things will indeed get better! *hugs*

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    1. I’m sorry to hear that, Shirley, that you’ve had too many of those kinds of conversations yourself!

      My husband was a dear and took us out for dinner, so that was nice and helped a lot.

      Thank you for your kind support!

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  2. So-called “customer service” is always a pain in the buns. I dial any 1-800 number always ready for the worst, and still sometimes they disappoint me.

    I’m sorry to hear that your oven is busted! 😦 I hope that can be easily fixed.

    Stress, incidentally, shuts down one’s digestive functioning. It’s part of the fight-or-flight adrenaline response. I usually lose my appetite when I’m stressed out, or feel downright nauseous. :-p

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    1. Yes, you are so right. I remember the days when customer service actually meant something.

      The oven was fixed and I learned a thing or two about how to take it apart. I also learned that it gets really grungy in the places you can’t see in there. Ugh!

      Yes, that appetite and stress thing, sheesh. I’ve been known to, um, how can I say this delicately … let’s just say that me getting overly stressed on a full stomach isn’t pretty. I lived on antacids during my 1st marriage, lol.

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