What a day it was yesterday. Walked on over to my regular hairdresser and had her shave off most all what's left of my hair. Might even have encouraged her to shave it all off and then be able to walk around not only air condtioned but as bald as a billiard ball. Lost my nerve, so left about a less than a half inch all over. Now I feel five ounces lighter, as if I needed it. Not. One of the things I loathe doing is going shopping for anything. Specially if it involves going into any shopping mall. Managed to stay out of those, but still ended up at Future Shop looking for a new telephone. Wish I'd invested in telephone manufacturing companies when I was young. I'd be rich. Took me all of five minutes to buy the phone and ten minutes to listen to the sales guy who insisted on having me listen to his spiel about purchasing a two year Warranty. After I'd said, "furgit it". Given that thse guys work on commission, what the heck. Let him have his buck. So now I am the proud owner of a sexy new Panasonic phone that comes with not one but two cordless phones. I've owned Panasonic before and they worked just fine - without warranties - get home, unpack the darned thing. Set it all up, have to wait 7 hrs for the cordless to charge. Sit down and start reading the "User Manual". I am at page 26 and still don't know what the hell they're talking about. Haven't got to page 47 yet. I gave up. The damned thing is so complicated that I need an electronics engineer to come programme it for me. w00t! Oh well, must work because I picked up the handset and dialed my own telephone number and it was busy, so I hung up. Nobody home, I guess. lol Hey, this thing has an answering machine. Whoopie! As if I need it. No, I do not. The price was the same, so who cares, eh? Maybe I'll figure out something along the lines of, "Nobody here but us chickens. Go away!" Have to get back into Bell Tell Hell which I have purpsosely been putting off until I can pretend a modicum of civiliity after my last forage into Bell Canada Repair Service in July when my phone went deader than a dodo for ten whole days and had to harrass them until they got so sick of my phoning them that when a Bell Repair Service Tech - haha some joke - finally showed up ten days later, he did his utmost best to hoodwink me into paying $99.00 + taxes on taxes for the the service call by blamiing me for Bell Canada's crappy wiring repair which they did a year ago. Like hell, I told him. It's your frickin' wiring, not mine. I ain't paying nada, your wires, you fix it! The nerve. Not done with that he then threw insult after injury by informing me that my telephones were "cheap". CHEAP? Jesus Murphy, I bought my cordless phone from - you guessed it - Bell Canada! rolf So he effectively told me that Bell Canada sells cheap phones. Two hundred bucks ain't cheap, peoples. I said nothing to him. I was already steamed, I didn't need to blow more. I just wanted him to fix the damned problem and leave! You would think that solved everything, right? How wrong you are, Fuzzy Breath. A few weeks later I discover that the intercom that connects to my phone doesn't work at all. It was fine and worked for years before Mr. Hotshot showed up. It's been disconnected now for over a month. To hell with it. I just think Bell Canada Repair Service and I explode! I am in no mood to spend another ten days gettting them to come and fix the mess they made in July! Hello Vonage! Yup, I am at that point. Over half a century with Bell Canada and this is the state of Bell's "customer service". Did I say Vonage? I did. It is Thanksgiving Day on Monday...dear Lord, thank you for all the blessings you have bestowed upon me. My gratitude knows no bounds. I'm changing religion too. Going to join the Rastafarians. Wherever you are in Canada: have a good one. God bless us everyone.