You know how you call customer service and hang on the line for 18 minutes listening to irritating muzak and then some chick from a third world country who uses English as her fourth language tries to help you and then hangs up on you, accidentally on purpose?
You do know, don't you?
So apparently after 34 calls and approximately 1/8 of life my expectancy being put on hold by the idiots at my internet service provider, I now know what the problem is...
I am a....
OK, the picture doesn't exactly work...but my internet service provider thinks I am a spammer.
Them: "Mrs. Matlock. You are exceeding your outbound daily e-mail quotas AND since a large number of your outgoing e-mails have the same subject line you have been flagged as a potential spammer and we are freezing all your e-mail accounts." (I'm being nice here and translating for you...actually it sounded more like Meesis Matyock. You ur esseeding, etc.)
Me: "I send a lot of e-mails each day from comments I receive on my blog."
Them: "We don't give a crap. You are a dirty rotten spammer and your account is frozen...blah, blah, blah." (OK, I paraphrased a bit here)
Me: "Look, I need to be able to send e-mails out. I get a lot of e-mails, this is important."
Them: "We don't give a crap. Call our technical department on Monday or figure something out by yourself you moron."
So, I thought I did figure something out and I opened a g-mail account and forwarded comments to there on Friday afternoon. Ummm... yea. That didn't work. Because it screwed up my whole logging into my blog thing.
So after listening to another 12 albums of "Muzak for the damned" today, someone that I could actually understand told me, "Why don't you just get a business account for your e-mail and then you are allowed to send 1,000 e-mails a day? Let me transfer you to the business sales line."
"Ummm. OK," I said, happy at last.
However. After holding for another 3 1/2 years I found out that the business office is NOT OPEN UNTIL MONDAY MORNING.
I am not going to do the drawing for the CSN giveaway (go leave another comment there if you want an extra chance but be aware I won't be answering your comment) AND I am not going to even attempt the final giveaway for Alphabe-Thursday until this mess is straightened out.
I was told today that once they put the business plan into effect it is immediate BUT I don't want to commit to a time frame until I actually see what the business office tells me in the morning.
I'm sorry. I do try super hard to answer your comments because I truly and honestly appreciate the fact that you take time to read by blog...but if you leave a comment on this post or any other from the weekend it might not get answered. I'm sorry.
I've found that if I have about 20 e-mails in my outbox every once in awhile one will slip through BUT since I can't guarantee it will be the reply to YOUR e-mail. Don't feel bad. I still like you and I'm not trying to be rude.
And in apology I leave you with this...
So...a can of spam goes into a bar and sits his rectangular little metal butt down on a stool.
The bartender frowns at him and says "Listen buddy! We don't serve spam here!"
The can of spam says "That's OK I just want a drink."
OK, it's official. Too much muzak on hold can make you slightly crazy.