October 6th, 2007

(no subject)

Dear  Littlefield Tree Pruning Company,

Thank you for stopping by last week.  As I told your representative, we had no need for your service since there aren't any trees on our property.  That big thing in our front yard?  A yucca.  No, it doesn't need any trimming.  Your question scared me because if you don't know that, then what are you doing soliciting services in a desert town?  When he asked about that big pine tree in our backyard, I told him that it wasn't ours - it was in our neighbor's yard.  Perhaps they could use your service.

Why is it, then, you keep leaving me notices on my door, announcing your arrival in our neighborhood?  Congratulations.  Glad your here.  Why is then, that you decided to call when I hadn't called your wonderful 1-800 number to arrange for your services?  Not once.  Not twice.  Not even three times.  You've called four times and each time I not only tell you we have no trees but to take us off your list.  As I told you on the second, third and fourth call - if you don't take us off the calling list I will be reporting you to the better business bureau.  I've done it 3 times.  Each time, the BBB has told me that they have lodged a complaint against you.  I don't know what the fines are but you must be a very big business if you can afford to pay them.

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I HATE the University of Minnesota

Below is the e-mail I just finished writing to Parking and transporation services:

To whom it may concern:
Correct me if I am wrong, but aren't Campus Connectors supposed to run every 30 minutes until midnight on Saturdays?  For over an hour from 6:40 until 7:50 I sat outside CECC tonight (Buford & Gortner) waiting for a bus that never came, or rather, three busses that never came,  now that I take a look at the schedule.   I am a very small woman, and I felt vulnerable enough sitting out there on a poorly lit street all alone, but and even more so when an expected wait of 20 minutes while there was still some light outside turned into an hour-long wait in the dark.  By the time I gave up on catching a bus and went back inside the conference center to try to find a ride, I was nearly in tears.  If this is the level of service my transportation fee is paying for, I am, to put it politely, extremely underwhelmed. 



I am so far beyond pissed it isn't funny.  I've been volunteering helping out with a conference my department is holding ths weekend.  I'm utterly exhausted, to the point that I decided to go home and turn in early, missing the key note lecture I had wanted to hear.   Now I'm at the reception desk typing this because while everyone else is in teh lecture because I'm too upset to be able to pay it any attention.  What's more, I worry about any conference attendies from out of town who are staying in Minneapolis and depending on that bus to get them back to their hotels from the conference center in St. Paul.