There are only a few days left in this year. 2022. The year that sucked worse than the year before, w hich sucked worse than the previous year. I keep talking about changing things. My approach. How I use technology. Even where we live.
It’s going to be a long, long uphill slog.
I don’t just think it. I know it. Forget the big stuff. Forget the former fat orange yam in the white house. He’s going to whine until he melts into a pile of lard.
That’s a big thing, a national thing and international thing. That’s not walking I’m talking about. I’m talking about the little things that add up to bigger things.
Here’s three now.
Entergy is the local power company in Louisiana. It’s divided into a number of corporate entities, not one of them operates outside of the criminal arena. They want over $900 for our final bill. Before I could even question it they laid out all the things they could do to us if we didn’t pay it immediately. You don’t want to do that to me, especially when I know two-thirds of the city cannot afford to pay their power bills.
There must be a problem. I addressed it. I told my “contact” that I would leave them in the dirt legally and publicly if they even blinked. I told them that I would pay 30% of their so-called final bill. That was it. Take it or leave it.
They took it and shut up.
Then there was our phone bill and our cable bill. Every time I tried to change our various coverage my so-called reps told me what they’d done was the best they could do.
They all lied. I dug through the back end of their websites. There are all kinds of options, some that would increase services and costs, but most decreased services and costs. Between Cox and Consumer Cellular our savings are around $300 a month. We don’t need the extra services, especially when you consider that the extras are less than a few percentage points of data.
It really isn’t the money. It’s the constant lies.
These days I make my living negotiating and arguing. The more I do it that better I get, and get at leaving it behind after the work is done. I don’t stew over it. 2023 might not be completely peaceful, but I’m going to get what I want. Every. Damn. Time.