Sins of the Past

"Sunrise at the Sea Shore"

So by now you are probably wondering just where in the hell Uncle Gerry has been for the last week, and therein lies a tale or two or three. When last I posted I was headed out the door to go grocery shopping with Will. The shopping went OK (3 stores, $100) and we returned home and began putting up the groceries when all of the sudden the power goes off. I immediately called the apartments and asked if they were doing some work that required the power to be off. The leasing agent told me no, but Wednesday is the day they normally take the power out of the apartments name. So I called the power company I had signed up with to find out what the problem was, after all we had been here a week with all systems go and now I had no power. The people at the power company informed me they had never initiated the switch to power in my name and they had been trying to contact me by text message all week One problem, I had text messages blocked on my phone blocked to prevent stupid messages from a certain someone who was wasting my money on BS messages about nothing of interest to me. I asked why they had not called or emailed me when I did not respond to their text messages. They said they did not have time to call me, but that if I wanted power from them, I needed to pay them an additional $138 above the deposit I had already paid because their estimate of my service usage had been under quoted by their representative on the enrollment call. I asked them why this was my problem and they said it was mine because I wanted power from them and it was pay up or do without. I asked (demanded?) to speak with a supervisor. I was told they would forward my request to a supervisor who would call within 24 hours. So what am I supposed to do with these perishable groceries while I wait for your fucking supervisor to find time to call me? No reasonable answer issued forth from their environs so I hung up and waited for the supervisor to call. And waited.... and waited.... and waited. I finally went out check my card balance at the local ACE and grab a paper to look for alternatives for electric service. While I was out the supervisor called (only took 4 hours) and we agreed after a long discussion on a median price for electric service, but I would have to wait 3 business days (does not include weekends) for them to come out. I set out for home to talk with Will and that is when my past came up to bite me on the ass. And it bit hard!

As I was returning to the apartment, I apparently did not pause long enough at the stop sign to please the cop in the car behind me so he pulled me over. I presented my Arkansas ID and insurance card for the car and he went back to run my name. In the mean time two other police cruisers came up. The old adage about more than one cop car equals someone going downtown held true as I apparently had an unpaid ticket of some kind from many years ago that the powers that be in Dallas now wanted $490 for. Luckily I was parked in a space in my complex so the car did not get towed. However they would not let me tell Will what was happening although I was only 100 feet from my door. I was whisked away to the nether regions of the police headquarters where I was held incommunicado for the next twelve hours. My first thoughts were for Will as he had no clue what was happening to me and was alone, without power, in a strange town where he knew no one but me and I was eminently unavailable. This was cause for great consternation on my part and quite some anxiety on Will's part. The next two days were an adventure not worth repeating in this lifetime, but more about that tomorrow as it is getting late and I need to put some pictures in this post and then catch some zz's before the morrow comes. I have put together this little collection of Hot Shotz from the Archives to sizzle your senses for today. Until next time as always, Enjoy!