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Pass The Ice, Please!

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Randi
on November 17, 2007
in Cooking, Family, Food, Life, Love and Television
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I haven’t been feeling too well recently and the summer heat isn’t helping me out one bit. All I want to is lay down with the windows open and sleep while the cool wind brushes against my skin. I might just go do that after I’m done typing this blog post.

Life has been uneasy, for lack of a better word. Victor and I have been fighting more these days than ever; over little things mostly. But you’d think we were fighting over something of more importance and not of something so simple.

The other time was when Victor had promised that he would help me clean the apartment by sweeping the floors and then I would wash them and do everything else. This was to be done before we’d go to my mother’s place to use her washing machine then make it back home before his friends, Riaan and Tanya came over for that weekend. But that morning he decides to go all the way to Makro instead of the mall close by to get Riaan’s birthday gift and gets back home much later than he should have… That was when I had just done all the cleaning by myself. But he walked in the door with a bottle of bubble bath and the part one of Heroes season one on DVD for me, just to say sorry…

He’s such a softie and cares way too much. I love him.

Wonton wrapped prawns with sweet chili sauceOn Wednesday night I prepared a couple of Woolworths sweet & sour noodle boxes and some wonton wrapped prawns, served with sweet chili sauce. It was delicious!

I just couldn’t believe that I struggled so much when using the chopsticks… I was pretty good when I first ate with chopsticks, but now it’s like I never held a pair in my hands, ha!

I need to practice, I think…

My bed is calling out my name, I’m going to have a nap now and deal with the dirty dishes in my sink when I wake up because I really can’t be bothered to do so at this very moment.

Special Treatment

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Randi
on November 14, 2007
in Beauty, Family, Friends, Life, Photos and Shopping
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Yesterday afternoon I went to Mirrors, my brother’s fiancé’s hair salon and got my hair cut, dyed and styled by my brother. My friend, David had sent me the money for me to get my hair done and because I only received it into my account yesterday, I made an appointment for that afternoon.

My appointment was at half past two yesterday afternoon with Alex, my brother’s fiancé but when I got there he told me that my brother will be doing my hair… I left the salon at around quarter to six o’clock that evening. My hair had to be cut first then dyed and then styled and thinned after that. Because I had thick hair I had to pay double for the amount of dye that was used. I think that he could have done all the cutting and then dyed. Then I would have had to pay less than what I had to… Anyway it came out really good; I shouldn’t have doubted my brother. He never cut my hair before so I was a little worried until I saw the final result. My hair is now thinner, shorter; definitely more manageable and black; my favorite color and I love it! The only thing that needs getting used to is my fringe. But all and all, he did a pretty fucking good job!

Woolworths gift card from my friend, DavidI had a couple hundred rand left so I bought a bottle of hair color protecting shampoo and conditioner for my hair. And a ceramic straightening brush that I can use with my hairdryer because I never have had one of those brushes before.

A little after six o’clock last night I received a big brown bag via courier. Inside that big brown bag was a credit card size Woolworths gift card; such a small thing delivered in a large bag… The lovely black gift card was sent to me by David and was to be used for grocery and necessity shopping! As Victor and I are trying to make it this month with the very little funds that we have right now, receiving this gift card was a really great gift and really made my day today…

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STFU FNB!

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Randi
on November 5, 2007
in Food, Life and Rants
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I went to the bank on Saturday morning to get a new debit card because the one I possessed had expired. I was waiting in the short but slow queue for more than thirty minutes and noticed that some people from the long but moving queue for the “Express tellers” came and took my place at the “New cards” teller. That pissed me off so I complained to a supervisor and was taken to one of the tellers to get my new card.

I tell the teller that I need a new card because mine had expired, so she takes my ID book and old card to the back, I assume and came back along with my new card. She sits down and starts “linking” the new card and PIN to my account and after a few minutes she excuses herself because she brought the wrong card. So off she goes to the back and returns after several minutes and proceeds to link the card and PIN again with this other card.

She types away on the keyboard in front of her and hisses every time after she hits enter. She tells me that she can’t get the card linked to my account and will call her supervisor to help her. Her supervisor comes over and shows the teller what she was doing wrong and walks away as the teller begins to link the card again, “Please don’t go…” whines the teller to her supervisor, but she doesn’t listen. After a few minutes the teller hands me my ID book, new card and PIN receipt and asks me what I would like my ATM withdrawal limit to be.

She asks me if R2000 is fine, well it sounded like she said “two thousand”, I wasn’t sure so I asked “R2000?” to verify. She nodded and I said yes. I then have to sign for this ATM withdrawal limit and before I do I noticed that it showed 1000 instead of 2000. “Wasn’t this supposed to be two thousand?” I ask the teller. “I asked if one thousand was ok and you said yes.” I tell her that I asked for a limit of R2000, not R1000. She then makes it so and I sign for it, thank her and walk away with Victor and my new debit card.

I log onto the website that night to register for online banking and get an error after submitting my registration saying, “The card number and PIN do not match.” So I try it once more and it gives me the same error. I don’t even bother to try a third time because it says that three incorrect entries will result in a cancelled card. So I email the FNB support about this issue.

This afternoon I got a call from an FNB support agent. She asks me for my account number to check what’s wrong on their side. She then asks me why they gave me a new card when they were going to close my account, which was yesterday. I asked her why my account had been closed and she tells me it was due to inactivity over thirty days…

After that call, I get on the phone and call the branch where my account was held and asked why they gave me a new card… Only to close my account yesterday due to inactivity over thirty days when there were times I had not used my account for a few months at a time and only now they want to close it… And what had happened to my funds?

Well you are going to have to come here and talk to someone about it or open a new account. Enjoy your day, goodbye.

That was the only response I got before the woman hung up the phone.

What the fuck?

Tomorrow Victor is going to take me to that FNB branch to find out what is going on and see if I can get my account reopened. If not, I’m going to Absa to open a new account, I think.

I don’t remember how much money I had in that account of mine and if there was any, I want it back. Plus last Thursday I had over R1000 being wired into that account via MoneyBookers from my friend, David. If that money had gotten into my account before FNB closed it, I am going sue them because they “stole” it and secondly, I didn’t get any notice in regards to my account being closed.

I am not in a good mood at all today.

Oh but last night for dinner, I ate the best bolognaise I had ever made. Definitely the best I had ever made.