Yesterday was another Jane Squat day. Though I did manage to get up early to attend and run the meeting I'd set up for Shelly, the Double Doh!'s and customer service to go over the latest bombshell Costco online through in our direction. Bottom line is, Costmart is run by a bunch of rigid dominating asswipes who must be half a dozen Roman dictatorial emperors re-born. We received a call on a Thursday that they wanted to go live on the following MONDAY with our rugs online - and the full EDI order fulfillment/ tracking/ autopay juggernaut that "oh, by the way" came with that decree. THe problem is, we don't exactly conform anywhere near the "ideal" vendor model they had in mind when they set up that system, and we don't fit. We don't manufacture our product ourselves; and sure as hell don't hold our own inventory or have any control over how it's shipped. So we're having to cajole/ armtwist *all* of *our* different vendors to change THEIR business model to make this happen; and beg for mercy from Costmart to give us some slack while we're making it happen. Which wouldn't be a problem except the person given responsibility for the arm twisting and mercy-begging is the Doh! Jr. (aka Lauri) who does a shitty job of impersonating an invertebrate. She has no backbone whatsoever.
In other news, it's Curt's last day at Aegis. He's jumping ship to join that other mortgage banking co. that has been recruiting him for months. No base salary, which is a little worrisome but the commissions are about 3 times better, they pay quicker, turns out they *do* offer full bene's; and they have much, MUCH better programs so he can sell to a broader market. The other guys in the office average about $4000/ month. We could live with that :)
Maybe our luck is turning - I won about $12 off of $5 spent on Lottery scratch it's the other day. I'll "re-invest" and buy more tickets - but the question of the day is, more scratch its... or Megabucks/ Powerball tickets instead? Decisions, decisions..... I did rather enjoy drifting off to sleep that night dreaming about what we'd do if we won a couple of mill. Buy the empty lot next door and build our dream house or remodel the hell out of our house? Maybe both? Curt said we'd just buy someplace new. I don't care if Grandpa the ex-commie was convinced lotteries were evil (selling empty hope to poor people). You've got to have dreams, don't you?
