I Was a 12 Year Old Rock Star

I am generally not a whiney little “bitch-baby”. It is Mother that will attempt to make it better! Ol’ gal is 92, yet somehow believes somehow that she still “has it”. If she doesn’t fully comprehend any one subject, she’ll shut the whole thing down. This, oh so social former “home-maker”, refuses to go on about things that she can’t possibly heal, with the wave of another dessert item. This new budget focus has to do with enough left over for emergencies. One of those involve running my bank negative with an auto-pay! It was little Bro’ that asked rhetorically, “who would even want this type of socially electronic, and nearly impossible to navigate through, cell”? After 15 minutes he finally managed to e-mail a copy of my I.D., to my e-mail, from my phone, in order to prove to a social platform that my name was real. I had somehow accidentally removed the send function from my cell. Weeks later I was able to copy-send that scan to Tick-clock was it? As soon as I listed my appliances for sale, the phone stopped taking calls. All attempts were being moved to voice-mail, which I hadn’t set up. I had originally tried to sell those larger items directly after moving lock, stock, and barrel into storage. I can lower my rent down to $100.00, or so, with the 10×20. After another 5 weeks of waiting for a call, I realized that all of those nuisance(?) calls were being forced over to voice-mail. As well no one had my new number. A Mark fellow had some vaycay pic.s for his old buddy. After that is was back to the scam(?) artists. I was coached through an update the first time around, and called myself and picked up. The next day it was back to no calls. I finally went back to headquarters for another coach-through. After an hour I tried a call. Nothing. After another 1/2 hour with a different gal, I gave up. Even though they gave me the old phone with a week battery, I still mailed it back. They billed me even more after I cancelled. I claimed that the phone wasn’t working for weeks, or even a month, or more, before I finally canceled. He told me that I got 21 calls, that took 52 minutes to process. The other reason I had to be billed almost $15.00 more than usual, was that the data usage went “over”. Yeah…………yah think? After an hour and a half of trying to fix the situation, would you have even guessed that my data budget had been exceeded! Like,…duh! I am all better now that I have received my latest S.S. check. I will simply have to expect that when life gets you down (wait, it starts to make out with you?) oh well, whatever. Here is one more for the road.

Then when I dragged my feet, you asked me oh so sweetly, do I need to repeat that you’ll always meet me, with the treasures that I seek, again when I’m discrete, and cover things so neatly, will I be the one that seeks, a love that’s so completely, overwhelming in degrees, a symbol of our virtues, a new day for us to greet.