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Adventures in Vermont : It's Not Where I've Been but What I've Learned.  Share on Facebook
Posted by Aimee on 2011/11/15 13:20:00 (2149 reads)

Yeah I've been gone a good long while but like "the dog ate my homework", I've got a good excuse.

I had a job.

The kind with a time clock.

It also had no benefits; a moody pregnant chain smoking boss; a radio that droned out the Rush Limbaugh Show Brought to You by Oxicontin; homophobic men who labeled everyone a "pickle puffer"; a friendly Golden Retriever; the occasional visiting DMV officer with a sidearm; plenty of cloak; even more dagger (mostly in the back) and all behind the guise of a "Friendly Family Owned Business".

Gag.

I did say "had." I guess they discovered I didn't really like Rush.

So why am I here, blogging, anyway? I mean, don't I have anything else to do?

Of course I do. I had to get my oil changed on Scott...aka the big red truck.

We purchased Scott back in October of 2010 from Capital City Auto Mart. Complete with plow, we now had the freedom to fire our plow guy who often made his appearance after the snow had stopped and in his last visit, gave me the "economy" plow of going up my driveway once, in a straight line and backing down by driveway before driving away. He didn't plow the parking area, he didn't plow the fork at the bottom of the drive and he couldn't have been here more for than 30 seconds. For his cameo appearance, he earned $30. $1 = 1 second. Nice work if you can get it. I had to deal with the hormonal boss...
Anyway, with plow means no more relying on Mr. Unreliable so we figure we are ahead of the game.

Back to my oil change.
I had a 9am appointment. Scott's going to have a state inspection, an oil change and his tires rotated. I've figuring 45-60 minutes.
I plopped myself down on the black leather couch next to the water cooler and from this vantage point I can see my vehicle, the sales and administrative staff and the other waiting customers.
9:30 and someone grabs my truck and brings it into the shop.
10:00 and the smiling service guy comes to tell me I need new tires that will run me between $550 - $850. Oh, and I need new brakes and rotors. $450.

How convenient is this? I think the money tree in my backyard is just about to have a bumper harvest this year.

That's sarcasm, in case you missed it.

10:30. "Hey, did you know that there is something wrong with the wiring in your left headlamp?"

10:45: Why can't I toss one of these damn Angry Birds at a service mechanic?

11:00. "When we drove it off the lift, it started squeaking. We're going to check that out..."

11:15. Begin the Montpelier Vermont chapter of Occupy Capital City Auto Mart's Service Department. I will be accepting donations of cash, food and a tent.

11:30. Hey... here's your bill! $100 with a bunch of discounts, who the heck knows why...
"Can we schedule your service now? 'Tis the season for tire changes!"

Seriously. The fruit on that there money tree is a bit under-ripe.

I was there two and a half hours. Long enough to fly from NY to Miami. To listen to "Alice's Restaurant". Certainly to read every story on the ABCNews App on my iPhone (I did.) I'm pretty sure it was long enough for them to negotiate the price of my oil from OPEC, drill for the oil in Saudi Arabia themselves, bring it back and put it in my car. WTF?

Okay... I'm off to see if that was the Fed Ex guy or if it's just the big white dog barking her head off...


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Adventures in Vermont : It's Not Where I've Been but What I've Learned.  Share on Facebook
Posted by Aimee on 2011/11/15 13:18:30 (2259 reads)

Yeah I've been gone a good long while but like "the dog ate my homework", I've got a good excuse.

I had a job.

The kind with a time clock.

It also had no benefits; a moody pregnant chain smoking boss; a radio that droned out the Rush Limbaugh Show Brought to You by Oxicontin; homophobic men who labeled everyone a "pickle puffer"; a friendly Golden Retriever; the occasional visiting DMV officer with a sidearm; plenty of cloak; even more dagger (mostly in the back) and all behind the guise of a "Friendly Family Owned Business".

Gag.

I did say "had." I guess they discovered I didn't really like Rush.

So why am I here, blogging, anyway? I mean, don't I have anything else to do?

Of course I do. I had to get my oil changed on Scott...aka the big red truck.

We purchased Scott back in October of 2010 from Capital City Auto Mart. Complete with plow, we now had the freedom to fire our plow guy who often made his appearance after the snow had stopped and in his last visit, gave me the "economy" plow of going up my driveway once, in a straight line and backing down by driveway before driving away. He didn't plow the parking area, he didn't plow the fork at the bottom of the drive and he couldn't have been here more for than 30 seconds. For his cameo appearance, he earned $30. $1 = 1 second. Nice work if you can get it. I had to deal with the hormonal boss...
Anyway, with plow means no more relying on Mr. Unreliable so we figure we are ahead of the game.

Back to my oil change.
I had a 9am appointment. Scott's going to have a state inspection, an oil change and his tires rotated. I've figuring 45-60 minutes.
I plopped myself down on the black leather couch next to the water cooler and from this vantage point I can see my vehicle, the sales and administrative staff and the other waiting customers.
9:30 and someone grabs my truck and brings it into the shop.
10:00 and the smiling service guy comes to tell me I need new tires that will run me between $550 - $850. Oh, and I need new brakes and rotors. $450.

How convenient is this? I think the money tree in my backyard is just about to have a bumper harvest this year.

That's sarcasm, in case you missed it.

10:30. "Hey, did you know that there is something wrong with the wiring in your left headlamp?"

10:45: Why can't I toss one of these damn Angry Birds at a service mechanic?

11:00. "When we drove it off the lift, it started squeaking. We're going to check that out..."

11:15. Begin the Montpelier Vermont chapter of Occupy Capital City Auto Mart's Service Department. I will be accepting donations of cash, food and a tent.

11:30. Hey... here's your bill! $100 with a bunch of discounts, who the heck knows why...
"Can we schedule your service now? 'Tis the season for tire changes!"

Seriously. The fruit on that there money tree is a bit under-ripe.

I was there two and a half hours. Long enough to fly from NY to Miami. To listen to "Alice's Restaurant". Certainly to read every story on the ABCNews App on my iPhone (I did.) I'm pretty sure it was long enough for them to negotiate the price of my oil from OPEC, drill for the oil in Saudi Arabia themselves, bring it back and put it in my car. WTF?

Okay... I'm off to see if that was the Fed Ex guy or if it's just the big white dog barking her head off...


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Adventures in Vermont : My Reality  Share on Facebook
Posted by Aimee on 2010/10/7 16:10:00 (2398 reads)

My reality is time is something I don't have any more. From the time I took that pic of the spruce until now, I have delivered 4 lambs, 3 goat kids, raise a flock of Chantecler chickens, lost my beloved collie Allie, adopted a new collie, cleaned up a lot of puppy poop and a million other things. I've always thought this household was ripe for it's own reality show but alas, it's not me they want.

My mom is auditioning for a reality show. "Forever Young" is going to pair up seniors with "juniors" and let them discover how different they are and what they have in common. My mom would be absolutely perfect for the role but we haven't heard back from the casting director ever since they begged for a video.

Now, the video isn't the best quality... It was my first attempt at editing a video so it's really amateurish. I promise it will eventually get better. Just to share with you this video, I'm going to put it up. If you like it, please give her a little boost by joining, friending, "liking" or rating her video. And if you know Ashton Kutcher, he's an executive producer of this show, send him a link the video.



Like her on Facebook!

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Adventures in Vermont : Infant Spruce  Share on Facebook
Posted by Aimee on 2010/3/3 13:34:21 (2775 reads)

It's hard to imagine this little spruce, just starting life in a coffee cup, will someday (hopefully) be 60 feet tall. Scarlett started this on her own.

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Adventures in Vermont : Not Going There.  Share on Facebook
Posted by Aimee on 2010/3/3 13:26:24 (2126 reads)

You know what? I'm not going there.

I swear the whole story was just bad luck. I will tell you that police escorts are not all they are cracked up to be. Particularly when you are traveling at high speed (I mean WAY above the speed limit) down an interstate at 1AM with some idiot NYer with a POS (same color too) sedan keeping speed with you and refusing to let you move into a safe place on the highway. Dude, if you are reading this, take off your friggin' headset and pay attention to the Sheriff's vehicle. We weren't exactly on a joyride.

I got home at 4AM, fell asleep, woke up, rebooted my computer and saw the blue screen of death. No IT professional on earth could have saved my dinosaur of a computer so then I needed to buy a new one. On my daughter's computer. Which, unbeknownst to me, had a trojan on it. A trojan that steals credit card numbers. So less than 12 hours after ordering the computer, someone's ordering private servers on the card. Applied Innovations called to confirm the order, we told them we did not order anything. They canceled the bogus order... yet they are still calling me about an overdue balance. One hand is clearly not washing the other over there. No wonder creepy hacking scammer people use their service.

So, like I said. I'm not going there.

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