Today I am thankful that I am on a warpath.
I woke up and chewed out a Groupon rep for lying to me.
I went to work. Some asshole keeps calling me from a company called CFS Litigation (aka) Commonwealth Financial Solutions trying to collect a debt from someone I met briefly at work two years ago.
They call me with robo calls. I call them back to have them remove my number. They call again.
This time they called me during a meeting!
They interrupted my meeting.
I called them back and got some young smug jerk who doesn't understand that debt collectors can't tell you the name of another person who owes a debt. He doesn't understand that when you ask for his name and the name and location of his company, he has to answer you. To fail to do so, keeps the people being harassed from sending a cease and desist letter. It is also a violation of the Fair Debt Collection Practices Act.
He didn't believe me. Then, the idiot started to mock my voice.
I started to say....Do you want to know what I do for a living?
I usually finish that up with "I'm a hypnotist who specializes in making horny men permanently limp" but there was a man in the room with me.
So, I just told him I'm a political activist acquainted with law enforcement.
He tried to tell me he was an investigator looking into a formal complaint. I asked again for the name of his company, he said it wasn't a company. He was trying to get me to believe HE was with law enforcement.
At that point, he broke a completely different law. Commonwealth Financial Services may want to sit up and take notice before they're sued out of existence.
I like to sue assholes.
Alrightly then.
I promised him I'd contact the Attorney General for his state and mine as well as the FTC. I'm going to find the corporate office for this stupid company tomorrow and call them and give them a heads up. I did make my complaints this evening.
I don't want this little jerk interrupting any more meetings with his crap.
Someone who witnessed my hypnotic bitchiness blogged about it.
I'm a little embarrassed.
I'm angry.
I'm not sleeping.
I don't know exactly why I am angry.
I think I'm pissed because my ex trashed the house and refuses to pay back the money he owes me so I can fix it. He won't pay child support.
I lost my job because I can't fix up my house fast enough dedicate a room to work in that the company can inspect right away.
I think that's the other reason I'm mad.
I've tried to warn this company about Federal Wage and Hour Laws. If you force someone to pay for their work expenses (e.g. supplies, dedicated and required equipment, furniture, internet, phone, installation, uniforms and so on) and it brings them below minimum wage for the pay period in which those expenses are incurred, they can be sued by the Feds.
My managers don't believe that this is a thing.
I told HR. They don't believe this is a thing.
I contacted an attorney. It's a thing.
This is why I decided not to continue with this company. They offered to pay me for sixty days whether or not I work.
As I started to leave, my supervisor asked me to stay for two weeks as he was in a panic because he was short staffed.
That's what happens when you fire 123 people!
I'll stay for two weeks. I'm basically working for nothing.
I don't know why managers for a fortune 500 health care company cannot ask their lawyers if they are doing the right thing?
Maybe that's why I'm mad.
I see a ship sinking. I'm trying to patch the holes.
I'm ignored.
Couple that with the City of Aurora acting like assholes over their desire to extort money from pet owners
and that bringing up the shit from D. Parizek and S. Glass-Evans (a manager and city lawyer who stole money from my family, harassed me and tried to embarrass me to cover it up).
They played the same game with the dog's family that they played with my family. In my experience, it was my ex-husband and myself they made bizarre complaints about.
In this case, it was a German shepherd. The complaints were the same. My ex and I are aggressive. The dog was aggressive, so the City can fine and do whatever it wants to the people connected to the aggressive man, bitch and male dog.
I think I'm angry and I don't know who needs the hypnotic tongue lashing.
I feel sorry for any idiot who crosses my path in the next few days.
Assholes had better stay away from me.
I have gone after four or five idiots in the past 72 hours. Most of these people wanted shit from me that they were not entitled to get
I have learned that the absolute best spell to scare off an idiotic mother fucker is to call in the authorities so they can be fined and quartered.
Or sick a union on a shitty government employer....
Humans can be more demonic than the demons.
I'm going to try to sleep.
I think finding my stash of black candles and black pepper oil is making me high with power and delusions of grandeur.
I feel like I'm in a demonic state letting the antics of assholes bother me.
I haven't even lit the candles yet.
I think I've slept six hours since Monday.
I'm drunk on anger.
I wonder what other crap I need to fix before I can fall asleep.
Take care of you and separate yourself from crappy people and places.
I'll try to figure out exactly who I am angry at so I can channel all my negative energy that way.
Love ya,
S.
I woke up and chewed out a Groupon rep for lying to me.
I went to work. Some asshole keeps calling me from a company called CFS Litigation (aka) Commonwealth Financial Solutions trying to collect a debt from someone I met briefly at work two years ago.
They call me with robo calls. I call them back to have them remove my number. They call again.
This time they called me during a meeting!
They interrupted my meeting.
I called them back and got some young smug jerk who doesn't understand that debt collectors can't tell you the name of another person who owes a debt. He doesn't understand that when you ask for his name and the name and location of his company, he has to answer you. To fail to do so, keeps the people being harassed from sending a cease and desist letter. It is also a violation of the Fair Debt Collection Practices Act.
He didn't believe me. Then, the idiot started to mock my voice.
I started to say....Do you want to know what I do for a living?
I usually finish that up with "I'm a hypnotist who specializes in making horny men permanently limp" but there was a man in the room with me.
So, I just told him I'm a political activist acquainted with law enforcement.
He tried to tell me he was an investigator looking into a formal complaint. I asked again for the name of his company, he said it wasn't a company. He was trying to get me to believe HE was with law enforcement.
At that point, he broke a completely different law. Commonwealth Financial Services may want to sit up and take notice before they're sued out of existence.
I like to sue assholes.
Alrightly then.
I promised him I'd contact the Attorney General for his state and mine as well as the FTC. I'm going to find the corporate office for this stupid company tomorrow and call them and give them a heads up. I did make my complaints this evening.
I don't want this little jerk interrupting any more meetings with his crap.
Someone who witnessed my hypnotic bitchiness blogged about it.
I'm a little embarrassed.
I'm angry.
I'm not sleeping.
I don't know exactly why I am angry.
I think I'm pissed because my ex trashed the house and refuses to pay back the money he owes me so I can fix it. He won't pay child support.
I lost my job because I can't fix up my house fast enough dedicate a room to work in that the company can inspect right away.
I think that's the other reason I'm mad.
I've tried to warn this company about Federal Wage and Hour Laws. If you force someone to pay for their work expenses (e.g. supplies, dedicated and required equipment, furniture, internet, phone, installation, uniforms and so on) and it brings them below minimum wage for the pay period in which those expenses are incurred, they can be sued by the Feds.
My managers don't believe that this is a thing.
I told HR. They don't believe this is a thing.
I contacted an attorney. It's a thing.
This is why I decided not to continue with this company. They offered to pay me for sixty days whether or not I work.
As I started to leave, my supervisor asked me to stay for two weeks as he was in a panic because he was short staffed.
That's what happens when you fire 123 people!
I'll stay for two weeks. I'm basically working for nothing.
I don't know why managers for a fortune 500 health care company cannot ask their lawyers if they are doing the right thing?
Maybe that's why I'm mad.
I see a ship sinking. I'm trying to patch the holes.
I'm ignored.
Couple that with the City of Aurora acting like assholes over their desire to extort money from pet owners
and that bringing up the shit from D. Parizek and S. Glass-Evans (a manager and city lawyer who stole money from my family, harassed me and tried to embarrass me to cover it up).
They played the same game with the dog's family that they played with my family. In my experience, it was my ex-husband and myself they made bizarre complaints about.
In this case, it was a German shepherd. The complaints were the same. My ex and I are aggressive. The dog was aggressive, so the City can fine and do whatever it wants to the people connected to the aggressive man, bitch and male dog.
I think I'm angry and I don't know who needs the hypnotic tongue lashing.
I feel sorry for any idiot who crosses my path in the next few days.
Assholes had better stay away from me.
I have gone after four or five idiots in the past 72 hours. Most of these people wanted shit from me that they were not entitled to get
I have learned that the absolute best spell to scare off an idiotic mother fucker is to call in the authorities so they can be fined and quartered.
Or sick a union on a shitty government employer....
Humans can be more demonic than the demons.
I'm going to try to sleep.
I think finding my stash of black candles and black pepper oil is making me high with power and delusions of grandeur.
I feel like I'm in a demonic state letting the antics of assholes bother me.
I haven't even lit the candles yet.
I think I've slept six hours since Monday.
I'm drunk on anger.
I wonder what other crap I need to fix before I can fall asleep.
Take care of you and separate yourself from crappy people and places.
I'll try to figure out exactly who I am angry at so I can channel all my negative energy that way.
Love ya,
S.