Three things that I'm not happy about

[beetiger]

1)I've had people talk about me behind my back before, but never quite so literally. One coworker of mine loudly complained to another about something which I suppose I may have done, but that no one ever mentioned to me directly, while standing in the door of my office while I was facing the other way. Granted, my office is along one of the main gossip hallways of the lab, but *still*.

2)The replacement drive which HP sent for the now, thrice-repaired machine did not fix the problem, no not a bit. They're going to send a box to send it back to them, and then they'll replace the motherboard and send the sorry excuse for a machine back to me. This thing is a lemon, and we were promised the situation would be "escalated" if the HD switch didn't help. However, the customer rep was honest in telling me there was no one authorized to do anything more than send me a shipping box likely to be available in less than three days, considering the worm thing. We've hooked up the old Aptiva, which is what I'm using now. Based on the last time we returned the machine because they'd misinstalled the USB ports, it'll be a few weeks before we'll have it back, at least.

3)Minor medical TMI that you all really don't want to hear about. Serious enough for me to be randomly freaking, unserious enough that I'm pretty sure my doctor's going to secretly laugh at me for fussing.

Comments

[hakeber.livejournal.com]

Do keep us abreast of the medical TMI. There are a number of us who not only care, but already know about this stuff. (Having already been there a time or two.)

Or you could share some of it with us over in furryparents? At least there the audience is all parent types.