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I found this on an old blog of mine and it’s kinda funny so I’m reposting:

Be Sure And Cancel Your Credit Cards Before You Die

This is so priceless – and so easy to see happening, with customer service being what it is today.

A lady died this past January. Citibank billed her for February and March for their annual service charges on her credit card, and then added late fees and interest on the monthly charge. The balance had been $0.00, now is somewhere around $60.00. A family member placed a call to Citibank:

Family Member: “I am calling to tell you that she died in January.”

Citibank: “The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.”

Family Member: “Maybe, you should turn it over to collections.”

Citibank: “Since it is two months past due, it already has been.”

Family Member: So, what will they do when they find out she is dead?”

Citibank: “Either report her account to the frauds division or report her to the credit bureau, maybe both!”

Family Member: “Do you think God will be mad at her?”

Citibank: “Excuse me?”

Family Member: “Did you just get what I was telling you – the part about her being dead?”

Citibank: “Sir, you’ll have to speak to my supervisor.”

Supervisor gets on the phone.

Family Member: “I’m calling to tell you she died in January.”

Citibank Supervisor: “The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.”

Family Member: “You mean you want to collect from her estate?”

Citibank Supervisor: (Stammer) “Are you her lawyer?”

Family Member: “No, I’m her great nephew.” (Lawyer info given to the Supervisor).

Citibank Supervisor: “Could you fax us a certificate of death?”

Family Member: “Sure.” (fax number is given)

After they get the fax.

Citibank: “Our system just isn’t setup for death. I don’t know what more I can do to help.”

Family Member: “Well, if you figure it out, great! If not, you could just keep billing her. I don’t think she will care.”

Citibank: “Well, the late fees and charges do still apply.”

Family Member: “Would you like her new billing address?”

Citibank: “That might help.”

Family Member: “Odessa Memorial Cemetery, Highway 129, Plot Number 69.”

Citibank: “Sir, that’s a cemetery!”

Family Member: “What do you do with dead people on your planet?”

I got this from blog.myspace.com/index….

Back in the days, soap companies like Procter and Gamble, Colgate-Palmolive, & Lever Brothers sponsored and produced dramatic serials broadcasted on radio. These serials later became TV shows.

Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soap_opera

Bathrooms are not usually all that interesting… especially public bathrooms. However, this one is special. It’s borderline strange and definitely amazing!

This is outside view:

bathroom-outside

Now checkout the inside view:

bathroom-inside

Wild huh?

via: Matt Flies

SC infant dies after pacifier taped to his mouth – Boston.com.

This just makes me so angry. How retarded do you have to be to tape a pacifier to the mouth of a baby!? It’s just WRONG! I hope she gets put on trial for second degree manslaughter.

How Much To Share?

Today, I was thinking about something interesting that happened on Scrubs a long time. There was a nurse (Carla) who was going out with this surgeon (Turk) but she wouldn’t sleep with him because she didn’t think that he knew her.   

I started thinking… why do we (speaking generally) want others to “know us”?

The following possibilities came to mind:

  • we feel more closely connected with people who “know” us.
  • we feel people will cater to us better if they know us.
  • we feel insignificant and when someone actually takes the time to know you, it must be because you matter.
  • we want to leave a record of our personal existence… so when we pass on (either to the next job, the next ex or the next life) we’ll be remembered from a loud sign that declares ‘I was here!’
  • we feel its a sacred secret and if we let someone in, we probably have a good reason to do so… which automatically makes them more qualified/special than others

Why is this important? Because as I realized and stated in my very first blog, time with everyone is limited. you might have minutes, hours, weeks or years left with someone… but it’s still limited. So with this limited time, how much of your self should you share? And with whom?

I don’t quiet have a concrete answer. Maybe we should share enough to get the most out of the experience.

What do you think?

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Have you heard the new miss independent remix with Ne-Yo, Jamie Foxx? i LOVE it! Check it out and tell me what I already know: “You’ve got excellent taste!” lol

I just saw Johdaa Akbar. It was kinda long n anti-climatic. Ashwariya definitely is eye candy and there were a lot of nice scenic scenes but it didn’t build the story as much as they could have. It wasn’t that funny, emotional or action-packed. I mean it had lots of sword fighting but it was no Troy. I give it a 6/10. Now time to do bio report.

I got an email that contained a deep & interesting question: “What hurts you?” which really struck me so I decided to see if I could find other interesting questions… so I did some googling… and somehow landed on the video below. hahaha

Life

Some loose it as we grow.

Today I noticed an old man. Probably 60 years old. Sipping his coffee slowly. Head lowered. Shoulders dipped. I could almost predict his voice. Slow. Tired. 3/4 dead.

A few minutes later, I saw a couple girls walk in. The first looked 13 and the other looked 8. The 8 year old was so alive… skipping, smiling and asking her older sister questions that an adult would probably never ponder… “can you skip two tiles… see I can jump two tiles”. You could just see it… heart pumping, eyes seeing, ears hearing, free & energetic.

Maybe the old man comes alive when he sees his grand-kids or wife or kids… maybe I just caught him on the wrong day or at the wrong time… but I know I’ve acted like the old man at times… some days more than others. 

If people just take notice from time to time, ask themself “Am I alive today?” they might make different choices. Life is not about breathing. It’s not even “moment’s that take your breath away”. It’s being alive every moment you breath… or at least most of them. Kinda like this guy