Howdy, howdy! How’s everyone doing this wonderful Wednesday? Things here are fine, I guess. Eye twitch inducing. But fine. So far. I don’t have much to ramble happily about. The stuff I have to rant about isn’t really worth a full post each. So, here’s a short list of things I currently scream into the void about. The scream is internal and the void is just that dark space in my soul where I shove all the bad/annoying stuff. Yes, my soul has pockets! Anyway, to the mini rants.
1. -Gestures at the world, but mostly this country- You get it, right? I mean, the administration is literally starting a war just to distract from the fact that the orange dude is a pedo. The government is shut down because the right wants to fund the gestapo wannabes and rig the midterms because they know people are tiring of them. And just the general horribleness of people (coughMAGAtscoughcough). Yeah. You get it.
2. The batteries in my chair are dying. Again. They were just replaced July 1st. And, of course the company who handles the chair is giving me a hard time about replacing them because the warranty is only 6 months and Medicare/Medicaid usually only covers one set a year, so they wanted me to pay out of pocket without even trying to get the batteries through insurance. Just fucking try. That’s all I ask.
3. My chair is old and discontinued and needs to be replaced. The company mentioned above is trying to pressure me with scare tactics about not being able to maintain it. Blah blah blah. Yes, I’m aware I need a new one. I hate the entire process of having to prove I’m “cripple enough” and spending months arguing about what I need or want and then having to adapt to a new chair, especially when it isn’t the same model as the one I’ve used for 15+ years. They’re never comfortable enough and more often than not, I lose something. I lost my ability to game switching chairs. Okay, it was my ability to sit forward on my own that cost me my gaming, but it happened during a chair switch. I lost most of my ability to type switching chairs. Most of the time, it’s just little things that no one else notices like not being able to hold a fork the way I used to (something I can adapt to even though it’s not as easy as it used to be), but sometimes the losses are big. And it’s scary. That’s why I avoid changing chairs until I have no choice. So, when that process starts, prepare to listen to me bitch about it.
There’s more, but it’s making me angry just thinking about everything, so I’m going to stop now. What’s bothering you? What are you screaming into the void about? Feel free to share here or on my social media pages! I’ll be back next week with our regularly scheduled book review.
