Thursday threesome

Started weird and never really got much better.

Sort of strange day as Mars finally hit its turning point. Slowed to a crawl, almost backwards, mostly stationary, and not a lot of stuff going on, not for me. Mars in Pisces seems to leave my brain a little fried.

Had one appointment, late in the afternoon for looking at an Aquarius chart. Then dinner with a group at a local restaurant. Then I got one of those panic calls, and I picked up some coffee and ambled home to business.

Two more young ladies, one in distress, one in jeans, okay, they were both wearing jeans, wondering what was going on.

Mars, “just fixin’ to turn retrograde” means that Virgo’s and Capricorns were upset with boyfriends. So I listened. Nothing I haven’t heard before, but it was all strange.

Me? I don’t let little things get in the way, not like a small red orb, someplace distant in the sky. Nope, not me.

Finalized arrangements for upcoming travel, off to Dallas, then NM, then back to Dallas and finally back home. Next week is pretty strange, too. Only took three days to iron out a two-day trip.

I wrote a very nasty letter to a certain oil company that I have a credit card account with. I was very tempted to post it here, too, but discretion won out, at least for the time being.

flame on!

Dear Shell Oil Co.:

Enclosed, you will find two envelopes. One is addressed to me. One is addressed to:

Leslie A Dubois
2941 Ellenwood Dr.
Fairfax, VA 22031

I am loathe to use certain terms from the vulgar vernacular, but all I can ask, is “WTF?”*

You and me, Shell and myself, we’ve had this problem with you not sending me a bill, then hitting me up for late fees. Twice. Three times. Your asinine collection people call, then I reiterate that I need to see a statement, and the collection folks act dumb.

Then, I finally got a bill, four months later, with Ms. Dubois’s bill glued to mine.

I’m sure she’ a nice person, but since I don’t know her, I’m not about to pay her bill. In fact, I think it’s illegal for me to open it, so I didn’t. I’m paying the postage to return it.

But I guess that answers the question as to why I kept getting hit with your late charges and not getting a bill.

Fix your problem.

Laeti edimus qui nos subigant!

Kramer Wetzel
Astrofish.net
P.O. Box 684516
Austin, TX 78768

*WTF = what the fuck

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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