They also provided me with my Canon Repair # and the assurance that the camera will be repaired within 7 business days. (You probably heard me groaning in frustration when I read that... No! My garden-progress visual-diary is being shot to hell by Canon's turtle-speed brand of customer service). My experience so far guarantees that they will finish and ship my camera back to me exactly 7 business days, to the minute, after they acknowledged receipt of my camera (which was exactly a week after they actually received it). They will probably ship it via Pony Express, probably taking a detour to the North Pole first.
They also gave me a link to check the status of my repair. I waited until today and then excitedly clicked on the link, quickly typed in the repair number and received the following message: "We are sorry, but we are unable to find your repair order in our database." (insert expletives here)
I will wait another day and try again. In desperation, I took a few pictures with Hubby's old crappy camera. Surprisingly, the pictures looked old and crappy so I will not post any of them.
Last week I mentioned that where I work, they had never cleaned up the dead leaves and seed heads from winter so I was comtemplating stealing some of their perennials, thinking they wouldn't even notice. Can you believe that the very next day, the maintenance man cut down said seedheads/dead leaves and mulched?
Is this proof that the so called Ask-And-You-Shall-Receive rule does truly work?
If so, then here is my list, Oh Mighty Blogger Genie:
- Millions of dollars so that I can quit my job, enjoy gardening and traveling full time and help my loved ones do the same. And buy more plants, of course. And create more gardens. And hire a yard boy for when I am traveling
- A cure for cancer
- A standard option in cars that sends an electric shock to the driver when they are driving below the speed limit in the fast lane. Shocks will continue and increase in intensity if said driver does not vacate the fast lane within a reasonable amount of time
- Space monitors in shopping carts with automatic brakes to prevent cart drivers from slamming said cart into back of my heels. Especially when said cart driver is one of my children
- A law to be passed in which it requires that all employers allow their employees to come to work in their jammies if they feel like it (ie: sweatpants & ratty t-shirts, hair all askew)
- The ability to turn off my internal alarm clock on weekends so that when I can finally 'sleep in', my eyes will not pop open at the stroke of 5:45am and refuse to close again
- A mechanism that keeps our kitty (Bubbs) mute and unable to walk on my head to demand food/company/door opening service until I am fully awake and ready to leave my warm bed for the day
- To dissolve the existance of the Good 'ol Boys Club in corporate America. Either that or provide me with a detachable male appendage so that I too can receive the same pay and promotion opportunities as the male species in my company. (Or grant Wish #1 at the top of this list, which would make this wish irrelevant. This is probably the best option for everyone)
Happy Gardening everyone. Hopefully my next post will actually include some pictures