Saturday, March 7, 2009
I would post pictures..but
Sometime in the last couple weeks I have managed to misplace my camera battery charger. It has caused me to do some serious cleaning, but other than that has left me frustrated that I can't remember where I put it. I would post pictures of the new car and for Kellie, pictures of the growing baby...but that will have to wait until the new battery charger comes from Hong Kong! :)
"Joy" on the job
So this past week, we officially bought a different car and we like it quite a bit. The plan is to take my car to the shop to make sure its in good shape..and then Ben will drive it, and we will sell his car. The next events are taken place so that we could get my car to the shop sooner than later, so we can sell Ben's car as soon as possible.
When buying a different vehicle, the tag office has to be involved of course. I thought I could handle it, so I gathered the information and headed there on Monday. Joy was "helping me", that was her real name. I quickly realized how unfitting this name was for her. It's kinda like those really grumpy old men named "Smiley". She went ahead and informed me in such a kind way that basically I didn't have any of the right papers, and gave little to no help in making sure I would come back with better luck next time. I did get two forms from her, which was quite a feat for her since it was a click of a button and the printer was directly in front of her..but I was glad for at least that.
Tuesday...this was my day off, and I had planned on taking the Civic (my car) to the shop, and then I would have the tag to drive the other car. So..I had the forms filled out, and the previous owner had signed where needed to be signed and everything. I matched the dates on the form so they would match, I had to cross out with a single line the date I had originally put to do this. Going back to the tag office, I thought to myself, "I'm going to have a better experience, even if it is Joy I'm dealing with." So I get there, take a number, although there are only 3 of us waiting and 5-6 workers behind the counter. I wait a minute, and luckily someone else has the pleasure of being "helped" by Joy, so I get to go to Natalie. As I'm going to the counter I ask her how she is doing today, hoping I can gage whether or not I will have a better day from her or not. After her answer of fine, that was all the friendliness I got out of her. I handed her the forms and she took one teeny glance at it and was holding them out right back to me. "I can't do anything with these, they've been altered." I asked her if white out was an option, but apparently that was an obvious answer. That was all the further she was going to help...but I was exactly pleased with having to figure this out by myself. I asked her if I had filled the information out "correctly" if I could get the 30-tag. She sighed in disgust and said, "well yeah, but I don't know what you think you're going to do without the title at the end of the 30 days." Granted, it had been a whole 4 days since the purchase of this car, and the money from our bank had maybe reached the previous owners bank on that exact day...so there was no way we had the title to even give her. I had no words for her, completely frustrated, unhappy that she couldn't tell me how to go about getting the proper forms or information..I promptly left the tag office. I even had a good healthy cry in the car before going back home...and let me just tell you I was completely frustrated that the tag office ladies got the best of my little pregnant emotions because I can't even remember the last time I cried like this! So, I called Ben (even though he was at class) and left a message. He called back within 30 minutes in between classes, and I tried to stay calm to tell him that I was done dealing with the tag office and we needed yet another signature from the previous owner, Steve. He had asked me to call and meet Steve over his lunch hour and then hand in the forms. At this point, I no longer was able to hold in the frustration at the tag office ladies, and told him I was done dealing with it all FOR REAL, and if it had to wait until another day that was fine, but I WAS DONE! He got the point, and really understood it wasn't him I was upset with, but the lovely ladies. Within 30 minutes he was home, he had told his teacher that his wife needed him to deal with something (I sound like a crazy wife) and apparently his teacher was a very understanding lady. We headed downtown to get the signature and try out the downtown tag office opposed to the west side. Needless to say, the older lady helping us at that office may have smoked 2 packs a day for her entire life, but she sure was friendly and actually helpful. Not only did she modify our form (apparently not as tragic to do as Natalie had thought), but she was helpful in telling us what we needed to do to get the regular tag. I don't even care whether it was Ben's intimidating presence, or whether God decided to give me a break at the tag office...we got the tag!
Bottom line is: if you truly dislike your job so much that its affecting the customers to the point of them crying...its probably time to find a job where you either 1) do not have to interact with people or 2) actually enjoy your line of work. Just a wild guess, I think both Joy and Natalie should choose to quit and go ahead and choose reason #1.
Wish me luck when it comes time to return back for the actual tag, I have a couple weeks to recover :)
When buying a different vehicle, the tag office has to be involved of course. I thought I could handle it, so I gathered the information and headed there on Monday. Joy was "helping me", that was her real name. I quickly realized how unfitting this name was for her. It's kinda like those really grumpy old men named "Smiley". She went ahead and informed me in such a kind way that basically I didn't have any of the right papers, and gave little to no help in making sure I would come back with better luck next time. I did get two forms from her, which was quite a feat for her since it was a click of a button and the printer was directly in front of her..but I was glad for at least that.
Tuesday...this was my day off, and I had planned on taking the Civic (my car) to the shop, and then I would have the tag to drive the other car. So..I had the forms filled out, and the previous owner had signed where needed to be signed and everything. I matched the dates on the form so they would match, I had to cross out with a single line the date I had originally put to do this. Going back to the tag office, I thought to myself, "I'm going to have a better experience, even if it is Joy I'm dealing with." So I get there, take a number, although there are only 3 of us waiting and 5-6 workers behind the counter. I wait a minute, and luckily someone else has the pleasure of being "helped" by Joy, so I get to go to Natalie. As I'm going to the counter I ask her how she is doing today, hoping I can gage whether or not I will have a better day from her or not. After her answer of fine, that was all the friendliness I got out of her. I handed her the forms and she took one teeny glance at it and was holding them out right back to me. "I can't do anything with these, they've been altered." I asked her if white out was an option, but apparently that was an obvious answer. That was all the further she was going to help...but I was exactly pleased with having to figure this out by myself. I asked her if I had filled the information out "correctly" if I could get the 30-tag. She sighed in disgust and said, "well yeah, but I don't know what you think you're going to do without the title at the end of the 30 days." Granted, it had been a whole 4 days since the purchase of this car, and the money from our bank had maybe reached the previous owners bank on that exact day...so there was no way we had the title to even give her. I had no words for her, completely frustrated, unhappy that she couldn't tell me how to go about getting the proper forms or information..I promptly left the tag office. I even had a good healthy cry in the car before going back home...and let me just tell you I was completely frustrated that the tag office ladies got the best of my little pregnant emotions because I can't even remember the last time I cried like this! So, I called Ben (even though he was at class) and left a message. He called back within 30 minutes in between classes, and I tried to stay calm to tell him that I was done dealing with the tag office and we needed yet another signature from the previous owner, Steve. He had asked me to call and meet Steve over his lunch hour and then hand in the forms. At this point, I no longer was able to hold in the frustration at the tag office ladies, and told him I was done dealing with it all FOR REAL, and if it had to wait until another day that was fine, but I WAS DONE! He got the point, and really understood it wasn't him I was upset with, but the lovely ladies. Within 30 minutes he was home, he had told his teacher that his wife needed him to deal with something (I sound like a crazy wife) and apparently his teacher was a very understanding lady. We headed downtown to get the signature and try out the downtown tag office opposed to the west side. Needless to say, the older lady helping us at that office may have smoked 2 packs a day for her entire life, but she sure was friendly and actually helpful. Not only did she modify our form (apparently not as tragic to do as Natalie had thought), but she was helpful in telling us what we needed to do to get the regular tag. I don't even care whether it was Ben's intimidating presence, or whether God decided to give me a break at the tag office...we got the tag!
Bottom line is: if you truly dislike your job so much that its affecting the customers to the point of them crying...its probably time to find a job where you either 1) do not have to interact with people or 2) actually enjoy your line of work. Just a wild guess, I think both Joy and Natalie should choose to quit and go ahead and choose reason #1.
Wish me luck when it comes time to return back for the actual tag, I have a couple weeks to recover :)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tiny thumper
Yesterday, Ben and I went to look at buying a different car. We had to stop by the bank first and talk about money. While we were sitting there, I guess the baby was excited about the idea of a different car too...I felt it moving around in there. I had wondered on Sunday if that was what was going on in there, but now I now for sure! I was pretty amazed, and happy that he/she is having a good time in there moving around. Ben said he felt sorry for "her" (he thinks its a girl) because she must get bored in a small area with nothing to do. Well, that's about all. Oh, and we were very happy with the car, so hopefully within the next couple days it will be with us!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Our growing valentine
Well, life is going good for us. I had the second Dr. appt today and everything is going as it should inside. The lil' baby is growing and that is becoming more obvious to me at least on the outside too. Hearing the heartbeat is always so amazing. I told the nurse today when she put the monitor on...I hear this everyday at work on other women, but when its my own baby it just is so exciting! You just can't help but smile :)
Ben is back in his full schedule with classes at WSU and working at the elementary school mornings a week. Overall he enjoys his classes and work. This week he helped with parent teacher conferences in the evening, translating for the spanish speaking parents. Most Tuesday evenings he plays basketball at our church, which he enjoys, and its a way to meet more people there.
Work for me is staying quite busy with the full time schedule. It is going good...always more babies to be born. I had a Margaret born yesterday, made me think of my Aunt Margie (Margaret)...it wasn't a name that I've heard used often lately :) And at least one Sunday a month I help in the nursery at church with the crawlers. Its a good way to meet more people, and help out too.
My husband is now whining at me to go shave his neck...so I must do that before going to bed :)
Thursday, January 29, 2009
New beginning
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Christmas celebrations
Our first Christmas together!! Christmas Eve I was put on call instead of having to go into work, so we went to Hesston for the evening. We had dinner with the Christophel's (family friends) and then went to the Christmas Eve service at church. Afterwards, we went to Mom and Dad Sweigart's and played "rock band" on the Wii...consisting of playing the drums, guitar, and singing! We were maybe not rockstars...but we had quite abit of fun playing it all the same.
Christmas morning we opened presents to each other before heading to Harper for the Hershberger extended family Christmas gathering. I received a homemade coffee table from Ben for our basement...quite impressed and surprised of his abilities :) We had an enjoyable time with the Hershberger family at Tim and Faith's home. Ben's parents and Sam came over afterwards for another smaller Christmas of our own. We opened presents and then played the Wii, which was quite entertaining! They spent the night at our house.
Friday we (Ben's family) went to celebrate yet another Christmas with the Kilmers...family friends. That evening we stopped in at the Mom and Dad Sweigart's for supper and games. We had quite the evening... especially playing PIT with Mitchell's loud voice and Dad's interesting way of mixing cards!
Saturday we went to a friend's wedding, and spent the night at Mom and Dad Sweigart's to begin the Sunday morning Sweigart Christmas! We had a day of presents, FOOD, games, and fun. What a good first Christmas we had together :)
Maddox turns FIVE!
I've been a little behind on posting some of our events...but as with most people this time of year, we've been busy. On December 19th Maddox turned five years old. We celebrated the night before at Brent and Alyssa's with supper and gifts! Wall-e was the theme...and Maddox was pretty excited about his cake that Alyssa made for him :)
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