12-28-10

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12-27-10

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I've posted a Brag Book page freebie for you on April's blog. Make sure you go pick it up! I used her Grungy Spring Kit to make the page.

It's Christmas and I'm the Grinch!

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After making the Holiday rounds today I stopped for gas. I put my card in the reader and nothing happened. I thought that maybe I had put it in backwards so I tried it again and again nothing happened.

I hate going inside to pay, but my gas hand was on empty and I have someplace to be early in the morning so I decided that paying cash inside was better than waiting for the morning when I might be in a rush.

So, I grab some cash and head inside. There are two guys working and I hand them my money and say that I'm on pump two. The guy at the register hands my money back to me and says that the pump is already on and someone is using it. I point out the window and show him my car at the pump. Explain that I tried running my card, but the pump didn't read it. He tells me that it's working so I head back outside.

There was an older gentleman from the pump next to mine that was heading inside as I was going out. I asked if his pump was working and of course, it wasn't. I figure that he must have told the guys the wrong pump number and my pump was on because they thought it was his. We go back inside together and they tell me no. My pump is on because someone using a credit card activated it.

I go back outside thinking these guys are crazy and/or just being useless because they had to work on Christmas Day. I figure they have no idea what they're talking about, but decided to try the pump anyway. It worked. I was able to fill my tank up.

I went back inside after I was finished and let them know that I was able to get my gas, but I had been confused because when I swiped my card the machine didn't ask for my zip code like it usually does. One guy tells me that it got my zip code and I explained that no it didn't because I never keyed it in.

The other guy prints a receipt, shows it to me and asks if the last four digits on my card match those on the receipt. They didn't match. My gas was charged to someone else's credit card.

I would love to believe that some Christmas Angel set the pump up to give away free gas on Christmas Day, but I know that it's more likely that some poor smuck is going to get a credit card statement soon with at lease one charge on it that they know nothing about.

I felt awful! I asked the guys what I should do and they said nothing. I pointed out again that my gas purchase had just gotten charged to someone else's card. The boys could not have cared less. They said that it wasn't my fault and it wasn't theirs either. The person who owned the credit card had left the pump on so it was their own fault.

I thought I was going to cry as I said, "But, it's Christmas and I basically just stole $50 from someone." They were not impressed and were quickly losing interest in me because they were watching some chick who had come into the store so drunk she could barely stand up.

I asked if I could leave my name and number with them so that if the card owner came back with questions about the charge they could let me know so that I could pay the person back for the charge to their card. They agreed to do that and had me write my name and number on the receipt for them.

I felt feeling awful, but not knowing what else I could do. I really do feel like the Grinch now.

Merry Christmas!

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I found this online and agreed with what it said so much that I had to share it today!
Hope you're having an awesome Christmas!

The Day Ginger Snapped part 6

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"Ginger, where have you been? We haven't heard from you in days and you're supposed to be here now!" I could hear the fear in Bonnie's voice as she spoke.

"I'm still in North Carolina and it's wonderful!" I happily replied.

"You aren't still chasing after those gay guys are you?" Now, Bonnie just sounded angry.

"No, Bonnie. I looked up another old boyfriend and I ended up spending quite a bit of time with him." I said, trying to calm her down.

"Really? Is there romance in the air?" She quizzed me teasingly.

"Oh, God, no! He's a total loser and it's wonderful!" I shouted happily.

"Hold on, let me make sure I've got this right. You aren't here because you're still in North Carolina?"

"Right."

"You've been spending time with one of your old boyfriends and loving it?"

"Right."

"You're loving it because he's a total loser?"

"You got it!"

"Hold on a minute, Ginger, I need to talk to someone."

There were muffled sounds and whispered voices before someone spoke into the phone again.

"Ginger, are you there? It's me, Linda." Linda sounded puzzled and a little drunk as she spoke into the phone.

"Yes, I'm here and I need for you to explain to me how Bonnie knows about my gay ex-boyfriends." I demanded.

"Oh that, well you weren't here like you said you would be and I had to tell everyone something to keep them entertained."

"Linda, I'm almost afraid to ask, but just who is 'everyone'?"

"Everyone that was in the bar last Friday when you announced that you were leaving and...and a couple of their friends." Linda tried to gloss over the subject.

"On my God! Linda, why?"

"Calm down, Ginger. People have money riding on this and they needed to be kept up to date on how things were going." Linda tried to make it sound like it was all my fault that she had told my secret to all of those people. People I didn't even know.

"People are betting money on my miserable love life?" I yelled into the phone.

Linda hesitated to answer, "Well, maybe just a little bit. Is that OK with you?"

"Sure, why not? Wait a minute...are those cheers I hear? Linda, do you have me on speaker phone?"

"Bonnie did it, not me!" I could hear Linda trying to give the phone away to someone else.

Can my life get any worse?

People started shouting out cheers and saying hello. Someone asked me if I was going to be in Ben and Preston's wedding."

Yes. Apparently my life can get worse and it just has.

"Ginger, it's Gail. Can you hear me?"

"Yea, sure, I can hear you." I half heartedly answered.

"Explain, again, why you aren't here where you are supposed to be. Here where all your friends are."

"I looked up another guy that I dated in high school and I've been spending time with him..." I tried to explain, but Gail cut me off.

"OK, but didn't you just say that he was a loser?"

"Yes, he's a big fat loser and I have loved spending time with him."

"Ginger, listen to me very carefully. I know that they have some very nice hospitals in North Carolina and I really think that you should go to one and check yourself in for observation."

"Gail, I am not driving myself to the hospital." I was losing my patience quickly.

"You're right. That's a good idea. Just hang up now and call 911. They will come and get you. Maybe you'll even get to wear one of those pretty white jackets that they have." Gail tried to make her voice sound happy like straight jackets were the latest fashion accessory.

"I'm not crazy, Gail. I'm just happy."

"Oh honey, don't you understand? All crazy people say that they aren't crazy. That's how everyone knows that they are crazy."

"Gail, I think that you're the crazy one around here! Now, please let me talk to someone else." I was going to hang up and never call back if she told me to go to the hospital one more time.

I heard lots of talking and laughing in the background. Gail was insisting that my cookie had been over baked and that someone needed to get North Carolina on the phone and warn them. I
couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you there? This is Hal." Hal sounded like he was truly happy to hear my voice.

"Hi Hal. I'm here. Is everyone still listening?"

"More than ever. Listen, we went ahead and added the tally marks to the board. One loser and two winners, so this game is pretty much over. But, we would love to hear about this loser you've found."

"Finally, someone who wants to listen! But, Hal, I have to warn you that this isn't a game and that it's far from over."

"OK, honey, whatever you say. Just tell the story because the natives are getting restless." Hal laughed into the phone.

"Well, make sure everyone has a fresh drink and then sit back and listen."

12-23-10

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Christmas Joy by FlowerScraps

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Have you been visiting FlowerScraps this week to pick up the Christmas Joy kit she is giving away? It's adorable and she used such fun colors! Here's a look at the full kit...

I haven't had a chance to use the kit for any layouts, but I made some cute treats for my friends. The pictures aren't the best, but I wanted to share them anyway.

Here's the little fun size KitKat holder...

And here's the Hershey bar wrapper...

Make sure you visit Deanna at FlowerScraps to pick up today's giveaway and check out her challenges.