Miscellaneous Musings
Oct. 29th, 2008 10:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisI have been running Outlook on one of my machines since Gmail first allowed pop3 access. I have used it not as a client but as a backup. It dawned on me today for the first time that I do not need to keep it running all the time. I can pop it open once a day or once every couple of days, capture the latest, and shut 'er down again. Doh!
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The company I work for has a kind of 401K called a Simple Plan. It is set up and administered by Wachovia. One Wachovian for all on this plan. Our one Wachovian is a Jerk of the first order. He has a consistently ineffectual Jerk for the 3 years I have had to deal with him. I grew up in North Carolina, went to school with the children of the founders of Wachovia. Heck I even went to a Moravian school and know where Wachovia - the town - is. I've always had a warm spot in my heart for Wachovia.
But this one Fuckwad is giving me a sour taste when I even hear the word Wachovia any more. He finally set up - after I hounded him - an investment for the funds I have in the account - last April.
Since then, I have asked him now three times - twice verbally and once via email - to invest any funds that come into my account. So far, no joy. The latest, the email request, was yesterday. If I see no action by market close tomorrow, he will be my victim.
Yes, I am lucky that he did not invest moneys over the past few weeks but that is beside the point. My high horse is going to crush is Fuckwadness.
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We need one really good windstorm. The Tree That I Hate has some pretty tenuous leaf connections now. One good blow job and I'd get at least most of my view back.
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Ooops there's my bug noise. Work's awaitin'.
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The company I work for has a kind of 401K called a Simple Plan. It is set up and administered by Wachovia. One Wachovian for all on this plan. Our one Wachovian is a Jerk of the first order. He has a consistently ineffectual Jerk for the 3 years I have had to deal with him. I grew up in North Carolina, went to school with the children of the founders of Wachovia. Heck I even went to a Moravian school and know where Wachovia - the town - is. I've always had a warm spot in my heart for Wachovia.
But this one Fuckwad is giving me a sour taste when I even hear the word Wachovia any more. He finally set up - after I hounded him - an investment for the funds I have in the account - last April.
Since then, I have asked him now three times - twice verbally and once via email - to invest any funds that come into my account. So far, no joy. The latest, the email request, was yesterday. If I see no action by market close tomorrow, he will be my victim.
Yes, I am lucky that he did not invest moneys over the past few weeks but that is beside the point. My high horse is going to crush is Fuckwadness.
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We need one really good windstorm. The Tree That I Hate has some pretty tenuous leaf connections now. One good blow job and I'd get at least most of my view back.
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Ooops there's my bug noise. Work's awaitin'.
