I Was Wrong Wednesday: The Grilled Cheese Edition

 

Even though this was published on a Thursday, the events actually took place this past Wednesday.  Thus "I Was Wrong Wednesday."

A few days ago, scanning my bank account (the usual account check-up and verification) I came across a curiosity, a $412.76 debit of which I had no clue to its attachment.  The notification stated "EB BBQ Unlimited" which I immediately thought was suspect.  I scoured my brain for a few minutes and couldn't figure out anything I had purchased for $412.76 nor anything with "EB BBQ Unlimited" attached to it.  So, dutifully, I went on a little internet discovery mission to find what that label might be.

Quite a few BBQ companies came up in my search and I immediately suspected someone had gotten hold of my credit card number and committed some "Happy birthday to me!" present shopping at my expense.  So I jumped on my bank's website and went through all the necessary steps to have the charge disputed.  In so doing, it was suggested I cancel the card and get a new one.  Well this causes all kinds of problems, especially from the standpoint of various accounts having that card information attached to it.  That means I have to go to those various places and erase the old card and input the new one which is a pain in the ass ... but a necessity in light of the possibility fraud was involved.  So I went through the motions and did what I needed to do, grumbling along the way.

Fast forward to early this past Wednesday morning as I'm checking my e-mail.  A couple items caught my attention, one of which was from the Sacramento Grilled Cheese Festival and another from EventBrite, both noting the 4 tickets I purchased over a month ago were being cancelled because I had requested a refund of the $412.76 charge I used to pay for them. Oh, so THAT was what that debit was on my account!  And THAT'S what "EBB BBQ Unlimited" was.  There was no fraud!  I initiated the transaction all by my lonesome!  *yeesh*

I shot a return e-mail to the Sacramento Grilled Cheese Festival letting them know my bonehead move and asked what I needed to do for a re-acquisition, being they were VIP tickets.  

And then I figured I'd better visit their website in the event tickets were still available.  The festival is quite popular and sells out every year.  And - being well into the month and the fact it was being held at the end of April - I figured everything was sold out already and I may be SOL.  But, to my surprise, there were still tickets to be purchased ... and VIP tickets at that. So I jumped at the chance quickly, purchased them all over again and ended up saving face.

Thus, the "I Was Wrong Wednesday" moniker. What a motorhead I am ...

 

.......... Ruprecht ( STOP )

Ladies & Gentlemen: Asshat Of The Week

"When you ask to be ridiculed, it usually happens.
And it will happen here, nationally.”

- University of Virginia political scientist Larry Sabato

"An unscientific poll on the website of the Virginian-Pilot finds that 96 percent of the more than 4,000 people who have taken the survey think Cuccinelli’s decision was a 'bad idea.'"

They didn’t even bother to ask which decision.
- comment by toonguy

..................... Ruprecht ( STOP )

The Way The Mind (Sometimes) Works*

I was preparing for a new venture to my photo blog, an ABC Challenge. Each day, a photo would be posted referencing a different letter of the alphabet, from A to Z.

I looked at a calendar and began counting out the letters to see where each would fall. I figured if I started on the 4th of the month (the month in question being March), 'zee' would end on the 31st ..... or so I concluded.

"Ay ... Bee ... See ... Dea** ... Eee ... Eff ... Gee ... Aychuh ... Eye ... Jay ... Kay ... El ... Em ... En ... Oh ... Pea ... Khyou ... Are ... Ess ... Tea ... You ... Vee ... Double-you ... Ecks ... Why ... Zee"

Waitaminnit. That didn't work. 'Zee' landed on the 29th, not the 31st! How could that be?

I counted again. Same result.

I looked at the calendar once more. I subtracted 4 from 29, getting 25, realizing one letter had to be added in order to accommodate my starting point. That meant there were 26*** letters in the alphabet.

That couldn't be right. Everyone knows there are 28 letters in the alphabet.**** So why was the count not ending on the final day in March, the 31st ... ?!?!?

I pondered this over and over and over again, ultimately coming to the same conclusion each and every time.

I was perplexed.

Until ..... I counted the letters of the alphabet out loud to myself.

I mentally slapped the side my head, exasperated.

Can someone please tell me when the world changed the alphabet from 28 to 26 letters ... ???*****

* My mind, anyway
** Short for 'Deanna'
*** News flash!
**** Apparently not
***** Must've been sleeping that day

..................... Ruprecht ( STOP )

Disability - Part II

A very long time ago - years ago - I was sitting in my home office listening to music whilst working. I'd popped a CD into the player. The song below - "Insensatez" - wafted lazily in the background.

Little did I know, not only was it wafting, it was wafting repeatedly.

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One. Hour. And. Forty. Five. Minutes. Later .....

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..... was when I realized it was on repeat.

On repeat of the exact same track.


For. One. Hour. And. Forty. Five. Minutes.

Practically two hours into the tune I looked up from my work and wondered: "Haven't I heard this song a few times already?"

Ruprecht. He's some kinda Super Genius.

................... Ruprecht ( STOP )