TALK DEFINITELY ISN'T CHEAP

It's been a while -- lots going on at work and I was the lucky recipient of Keri's nasty cold.

I know I tend to have my moments of being high-strung, emotional -- okay, crazy, but I decided this morning, during my "chat" with the beloved ATT that I would prefer to be the crazy lady than a robot. I would have sworn I was talking to the automated message that intones coldly, "all representatives are currently busy with other customers." This fella was probably listening to his ipod and playing a video game as he told me about my "great rate" which was supposed to be a greater rate than what I had been paying but amounted to $15.51 MORE than previous bills. He kept saying, "give me just a moment" -- I stopped counting after the seventh utterance. He could not have cared less if I dropped my account -- actually, he was probably hoping for it. Anyway, I'm staying with them for a while since I'm supposedly restored to my old rate, which is not the outstanding bargain he wanted me to believe but once I'm on the Social Security dole, ATT will supposedly take $13 off every month which is "a really great rate" according to Mr. Robot.

Enough of my whining. I heard an oldie but goodie on the radio the other night and the lyrics have been with me since then: "If you believe in forever, life is just a one night stand. If there's a rock & roll heaven, you know they've got a hell of a band"!

Amen.