Putting out brush fires…

Meaning, dealing with outstanding problems – all of them due to other people’s indifference and/or incompetence.

Before I left Canada last November (2015) I changed credit card companies because the one had not sent me a renewal that would expired in January 2016. I may as well have saved me effort, because the cancelled credit  card company allowed charges on the expired card into February of 2016. (First incompetent).

Being conscientious, I informed my internet company of the change card with the new number. They continued to use the old card, so I informed them again. Nonetheless, last week I received a notice that my internet service was at risk of being cancelled because they couldn’t access my (old) credit card. (Second incompetent). [PS: I ‘lost it’ at that point, and told them to stuff their service.]

Perhaps you will recall that I purchased a file transfer program back in February, and that it wouldn’t activate – even though I used the company’s own installation wizard. Well, I received instructions to ‘deactivate’ the program from another computer and try again. Hmmm? Just how does one go about ‘deactivating’ a program that won’t activate in the first place? (Third incompetent).

By the way, in spite of notifying them twice now, the new book Two Irish Lads: Second Edition still isn’t listed on Barnes and Nobel, and the first edition is still listed for sale on both Amazon and B&N. The first edition was published by a different publisher at a cheaper price (and at a lower royalty), so I am competing with myself. (Two more incompetents).

Nevertheless, despite the time it takes to chase these things (not once but Twice or more) I am make sold progress on Coming of Age on the Trail. 

Available on Amizon in both paperback and Kindle formats.
Available on Amizon in both paperback and Kindle formats.

It’s not my job…

Today's job performance!
Today’s job performance!

I’m about to tackle several jobs that aren’t really my responsibility, but if you want something done properly you’ve got to do it yourself.

The problem is, no one seems t take pride in or responsibility for their work these days. It’s merely function between talking on their cell phone or texting.

On the 26th of last month I published my updated version of Two Irish Lads: Second Edition, which was listed on Amazon with the instruction to discontinue sales of the previous version. Most of this was done, except the previous edition still shows up with sales going to my former publishers.

At the same time, the new edition was supposed to be listed on the Barnes and Noble web site with the same instructions. It hasn’t.

Moreover, the book isn’t even listed on my own publishers web site.

*Sigh*

Therefore I have to sort it all out and write individual emails to each company – essentially doing their job for them. Grrrrr!

Available on Amizon in both paperback and Kindle formats.
Available on Amizon in both paperback and Kindle formats.

The saga of Gerry’s new shoes … Volume 3

I’m sick of dealing with these wretched shoes; I’m sick of dealing with this G.D. country; and I’m sick of this f*cking Island.

Today, I decided to finally pick up the $147 pair of $37 shoes. You may recall that I paid $24U.S. ($40 CDN) to have them shipped to my hotel, but the delivery company (some local outfit) doesn’t do home deliveries.

Therefore, I asked the manageress to call my driver for 2:00 PM. Apparently she forgot, because when he hadn’t appeared by 2:15 I had her call again.

That was at 2:15. When he finally arrived it was 3:20. Nonetheless, I was determined to end this epic, and so off we went to this cubbyhole.

Nope, there wasn’t a parcel there for me, the pushy man behind the counter told me, whereupon I lost it. I told him it was his bunch who had called me for the pick-up, and that if he didn’t produce it I was going to call the cops.

He found it.

However, in the meantime it cost me another $20BZD, making these shoes possibly the most expensive pair on Ambergris.

Ughhh!

Apparently a pile of gravel in front of the walkway wasn't enough of a challenged, so they added a few more obstacles to the mix. It keeps me innovative to keep up with them.
Apparently a pile of gravel in front of the walkway wasn’t enough of a challenged, so they added a few more obstacles to the mix. It keeps me innovative just keeping up with them.

 

Organization … Ambergris style

Things are organized here on Ambergris. Oh, you might not think so from the ripped-up sidewalks, the double parked golf carts, and the more-recent piles of gravel on the walkway, but otherwise there is a weird sort of organization.

If you were going to dump a pile of grave, where would you dump it. Why on a walkway, of course.
If you were going to dump a pile of grave, where would you dump it. Why on a walkway, of course.

Here at the hotel we have two shifts. A bunch of predominantly women who hoot, screech, and giggle until 6:00 AM, and another group that gets up a6:00 AM for a good ole chat on the veranda (…right outside my window.)

Given that they go out for breakfast after this, I can’t understand why they don’t carry on over a cup of coffee. Mind you, the restaurant doesn’t open until 7:00, so that might explain it.

I’ve made arrangements to pick up my !@#$%^%$# shoes today … The $147CDN shoes that I have to spend another $15BZD to pick up as well. Apparently organization of things beyond making noise doesn’t extend to delivery companies.

It is another beautiful day, though, with the thermometer touching 30C, but I just paid $407 to “Blunder Woman” for (electric) heat, and $175 for snow removal.

My friend Rob Reid of Swisssh Radio was kind enough to voice the new commercial for Two Irish Lads: Second Edition. It’s attached below, so give a listen. 🙂

Little dog lost…

One of the heart rending aspects of Ambergris Caye, Belize, is the abandoned dogs that are dumped here to die of starvation by heartless and indifferent people.

Here these poor, lost and broken-hearted creatures, wander about begging for food and water. Even so, they are abused again by uncaring strangers.

Today I saw a ‘cool dude’ with his hair tied up of ‘dumb knots’ cuff a begging dog on the side of the head and laugh about it. Such is the same attitude that abandoned them here in the first place.

This little guy arrive a few days ago, and will likely be dead in a week or so – perhaps by poisoning by authorities.

This little fellow arrived a few days ago, and has been looking for his family to come back. Sadly, his vigil is in vain.
This little fellow arrived a few days ago, and has been looking for his family to come back. Sadly, his vigil is in vain.
"I just know they'll come for me," he keeps saying, but more than likely he'll be dead in a week or so.
“I just know they’ll come for me,” he keeps saying, but more than likely he’ll be dead in a week or so.

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Now available on Amazon in print, Kindle and Nook formats.
Now available on Amazon in print, Kindle and Nook formats.

The long, long, epic story of Gerry’s shoes…

For those of you who haven’t been following the (now) epic saga of ‘Gerry’s Footwear’, it all started about three weeks ago when I decided to order shoes online – thinking that it would be easy.
WRONG.
It took me three days just to get passed the ZIP-code-requirement (which there isn’t in Belize), and the drop-down menu for US states to finally order a $37US pair of shoes from K-Mart/Sears/Freeborders, and all of its other manifestations.
That’s when I discovered that a $37US pair of shoes also carried a $24US shipping charge, and a $52US tax and duty just to get it inside the ‘Barbary Coast’ of Central America – bringing the cost to $113US ($147CDN).
Did I mention $24 delivery? Well that only brought it to Ambergris before they stuck their hand out again – for $15 BZD to bring it to my hotel.
Final word: The new shoes will go on a shelf until I am dusting my feet of this nickel-and-dime country. I need a new pair of shoes for passing under the noses of security, and I am sure as hell not going to spend another $147 for a $37US pair of shoes.
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