I think the world is insane.

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Yesterday, getting my card to work, it was like pulling teeth. The bike guy I spoke with... knew very little, I think he works on bikes and rides them, but... The medicines I ordered? I got the wrong ones. Actually, I got ones I had ordered the last time that were supposed to have already been on the way but obviously weren't. And my card, after getting everything set up, didn't work on the tickets I ordered last night. I just got off the phone. They suggested, on top of everything, that I put the wrong expiration date in (I know I didn't). I think the only thing that has worked half well has been ordering from McDonald, but I still check it every time or it WILL be wrong. Has the world just turned to absolute shit? This whole week, dealing with businesses and workers has been an absolute hassle. No one knows, no one cares, no one can get simple things right, no one even seems to try. Is "the system" simply collapsing? Drugs, cellphone addiction, fear? It is in the air.

Never mind. I am up, a bit later than I had hoped, and about ready to head into town. First some tax stuff. Then a trip to SLC to pick up the other medicines and put in my application for a ccp. As I have it, the FBI background check has ground to a halt, but state law requires the state to issue in a set period of time. If the FBI check comes back bad, the state then cancels the permit. There are often mistakes on the permit. It seems state workers just can't get simple things right, though I think the bureau is full of people who don't think people should have guns, too. Leftist activists take jobs where they believe they can influence outcomes, and then get to work doing so. Activists have no other purpose than to affect your life, they have no functional part to play in actual production so, of course, end up in government. Bah!

Anyway, here I go, on another day. Well, right after ordering those tickets, again, again, and calling to make sure the V.A. knows I am coming and has the correct medicine ready for me to pick up. I certainly hope you have been having better luck. Vampires, werewolves, witches, zombies, and lichs indeed.

Update: The tickets are, now, purchased. Upon reviewing things I think I did put in the wrong month on the date. Okay, but that was just one of dozens, and the only one that was 'my bad'. I also called about losartin, the medicine that was supposed to be being sent last week or more. Nope, that is just being sent today, I am told. Huh? Never mind. And they can't set it up for me for a quick pick-up. I will have to go in, take a number, talk to a pharmacist when my number is up, tell them the problem, hopefully get a two week supply, and then wait in another line. I... think I'll turn in my application first. There goes my day, but I did get business that was supposed to be done completed. I have done a goodly lot for doing nothing already, if all of it was supposed to be already done. *shrug*

Oh, and I sent the flight information to my mother's friend, who will figure things out for her. I then called her to let her know, for sure, the tickets are purchased (and that I had forwarded the information to her friend). And she and I agreed to try and set up the angiography for when she is here. I don't like letting them goof until I know the medicines will or won't work, but I like the prospect of being down and out and alone (again) even less. So, there is that. Oh, I best call and try to arrange that. Ugh... One more call and then I can get ready to travel. Paying taxes will have to wait. *double shrugs*