Thursday, April 16, 2009

31 minutes

Those of you who know me well know that I hate talking on the phone. I pretty much always have. I was the girl in middle school who didn't want her own phone line. My parents had one installed in my room, and I still can't figure out why. I think it was supposed to be some sort of status symbol that was required if I was ever going to be homecoming queen, which I wasn't so it didn't even work. Either way...

...I just spent 31 minutes and change on the phone with a seed company. Feathernester and I have had a terrible time trying to get our garden seeds here, and we're squarely in bad news bears land now because our seeds aren't started and it's mid-April. Needless to say, this is the first and last year that Seeds of Change will be getting our business. They've been giving us the run-around for a month now. Our order very clearly got lost in the mail, but they refused to admit it. I had to get all feisty with them today, though. I better have a crap ton of delicious tomatoes this year. That is the only way that I won't curse Seeds of Change for all my days. The. Only. Way.

I don't even have a garden built yet anyway, so it doesn't matter, but Feathernester has a lovely space all tilled and fenced and ready for some plants. I am frustrated. I'll go take a shower in my endless hot water.

Later, peeps.

1 comment:

feather nester said...

OMG, so did they STILL leave it with no resolutions. They are so on my list. Thank you so much for spending that much time on those wastes of space.