Saturday, January 5, 2013

Unwanted Stress

Jocelyn and I spent the entire afternoon yesterday at the pediatric office. What took so long? Trying to obtain a urine sample.

If possible, catheterizing a child {or an adult for that matter} should not be the first option. When placed correctly, a female version collection bag works wonderfully. Luckily, even though the bag was placed incorrectly {the opening of the bag is suppose to be placed in front of the rectum. When a girl urinates, it goes backwards ... kind of a "duh" thing but this is the second time its been put on wrong and no one seems to want to listen and it even comes with instructions! READ THE INSTRUCTIONS!!! When a female urine collection bag is put on wrong, its about as useful as teats on a boar hog!}, but we still got a fairly good seal and then the hard part came. She was supremely ticked off that she not only had adhesive, but a long weird bag attached to her little twinkie.

{We call her privates a "twinkie" ... I know, I know ... haha But thanks to her great-granddad and a husband that repeatedly expresses that she does not have any "girlie parts" and never will, this is what we get. I have to be able to explain certain things sometimes and apparently both the words vagina and breast are out of the question when it comes to Jocelyn. Men ... better yet, DADDY'S ... geez! haha}
 
I figured this whole ordeal would go one of two ways: smoothly and quickly, or like true life, it would be a long, tedious process. DING! DING!! DING!!! It took forever! Thank goodness for books and the all powerful iPad!
 
I ended up giving Jocelyn 12oz of water and she STILL couldn't seem to pee. We switched positions several times and I even put her hands in warm water! haha I don't know if that really works, but I didn't want to be there any longer. Finally I got to tickling her real good and apparently the giggles made it happen. Maybe she has the kiddo version of stress incontinence? Naaaah haha It was just that we'd been there for 1 1/2 hours and it was time to go! :)

Once we got home, I had a very tired little girl on my hands as it was well past nap time. I stopped at the end of our driveway to pick up our mail, then got us unloaded and in the house. Once I had a minute to go through the mail, I opened our bank statement from a local bank that we started using for our business. As I'm looking at the statement I started to realize "What the heck are all these charges ... wow! Look at all these ... Holy smokes! This is a lot of money!!!"

Very quickly I realized that someone had a good 'ol time and a fun Christmas on our dime. We've never had this happen to us, so I wasn't sure where to start. Even though it was 5pm, I started by calling the bank. The first girl I spoke with made it her 'end of the day mission' to test my already thin patience.
 
Keep in mind, I'm truly trying to be slow to react, positive, mindful of my tongue, etc ... this was a test folks!
 
The young girl asked me what were my questions/concerns and I informed her that this was a business account, we do not make these types of purchases and it appeared that we had fraudulent charges. One of the charges that the perpetrator incurred was their very own Westar bill {no one said they were a genius! I couldn't believe it, right there on my statement was their account number which I found to be extremely useful!}. I explained to the employee that this was one of many charges that did not belong to us and her response was "Are you sure?  Westar is something that is set up as an automatic withdrawal." I proceeded to waste my breath with explaining that no, this is a business account and we don't have those types of bills. The girl then said "So you have a business and you don't use electricity? Everyone uses electricity."
 
Folks, I thought I was going to reach through the phone, snatch her by her hair and smack her head on the counter so she would listen up!!! I literally wanted to scream! Instead, I told her that I don't think she was understanding my situation and to put her supervisor on the phone.
 
Long story short, it turns out that someone stole a check out of our mailbox and turned it into their favor. The supervisor explained how many perpetrators will wash a check that you have paid to someone else, do some weird "I'm not smart enough to understand stuff" to it {they use Paypal to deposit money and then withdrawal it, etc}, then they order or make checks with the account number and different check numbers. Once they had their checks made, they went on a shopping-spree at Wal-Mart, Target, filled their car up with gas at Casey's General Store, paid their own personal bills etc. They racked up a pretty penny and we are now short several thousand dollars.

Once this person, or persons, are caught -- they will have earned themselves a felony! If you steal greater than $1000 -- that's a felony.

Once finished with the bank, I called the Topeka police department. After getting disconnected numerous times, I finally got to speak to officer Rodriguez. I thought "Yay! Someones going to help me!" Nope! I could only have hoped for that!! There was a reason he was working the front desk and told me that I would have to file a report with the bank first, and then come talk to them. And guess what? The bank needed a police report in order to get things underway. So who's right??

Officer Rodriguez told me that he wasn't even sure if Tecumseh was in the Topeka police departments district. Uhm, well I sure the heck don't know ... He should know that!! So after he turned out to be no help whatsoever, I decided to blow that off, trust my own instincts to push further and call the sheriff's department. Turns out, we live in a township and its the sheriff department that covers our area. Glad I didn't just stop with officer-smarty-pants Rodriguez!

The sheriff came out, took the report and said they would be in contact today and/or tomorrow. It wasn't difficult to do that part. He had the personality of a gnat, but efficient and nice. Turned out, he uses the same bank. He also said that a lot of people have been hit pretty hard with fraud from local restaurants. So guess what that means? I'm going to be that annoying crazy lady that walks with my future restaurant server to run my debit/credit card transaction!

The even more difficult part about all this? Going to the bank today!

The lady I talked to last night, Maureen, said it would be no problem filling out the necessary paperwork, that I would be able to close our account, pull out the remaining money and even be reimbursed the stolen money today.

Do you think that happened? NO!

I was trying so hard to keep my cool, but Lynn {the teller-lady} didn't have a clue to what she was doing and she was even given instructions from Maureen last night! I continually told her to call someone and she said it was Saturday -- NO KIDDING LADY!!! There is always someone you can call when it comes to business regardless of the day.

End result - account has been closed, we did NOT get the stolen money back and Lynn would only write the check for the remaining account balance in our business name. Hello! We no longer have an account to put that in under the business name. Justin and I are both "members" but she goes "I'm not sure I can write the check to you even though you are on the account ... hmmmmm" CALL SOMEONE! I was so irritated and all the while I had Jocelyn by myself because Justin had drills today and so I was trying to deal with this lady, be patient, take care of Jocelyn, continue to be patient ... it was a hell of a hot mess!

Come Monday morning, these issues WILL BE RESOLVED! Until then, I'm going to feed Jocelyn some much needed lunch and then head out to chop all my hair off which will probably make me look like an overweight manly woman, people will probably assume that I don't like men, and the hubby will cringe at the "new-do" and be disappointed with how it looks!!

Happy Saturday! :|

1 comment:

  1. k so for some reason my cell wouldnt let me post to your blog again.. i kept posting and it would erase it every time.. UGHHH sooo i decided to give up and wait till i was home and could redo it on my pc.. so here it goes....

    GOOOOOOOOOOOSE FRABBBBBBBAAAAAA!!!!! just take a deep breath hunny.. though a huge inconvenience now, this will find a way to work itself out in the end and the person or persons involved will wish they werent such damn idiots. lucky you are such a god loving woman or im sure you would be out handlin business right now yourself.. love you lil sister :)

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