Technology Improves Our Lives---
Technology has had quite an impact on my life this week:
1) I arrived at work a couple of days ago to find that ten highly potent narcotics were missing under my login into the great big automated dispenser that keeps track of these things. There just isn't more of a sinking feeling of despair. Of course, these findings always occur at the beginning of a shift so the black cloud can follow you around as you try to concentrate on the patients. Then, there are no secrets in a workplace. Everyone's attitude was remote and I was entertaining visions of polygraphs, and drug screens, and wondering what the State Board would have to say on the matter--all in silence--as I went about my work.
I finally took it upon myself to call the pharmacist and have them come inventory the entire machine and, sure enough, they found them in another bin--which is extremely aggravating considering that only one bin at a time opens and closes. How did it get there? Who put it there? All unanswered. Apparently, the machine just "ate" the blisterpack somehow and spit it into a different drawer. Yeah, uh huh, sure.
2) I check my bank balance, online, most days. It's part of the check email ritual. I have HUGE charges appearing on my card today from all over the country. I called the bank (big, huge, national bank) and their response couldn't have been less reassuring (in direct opposition to their multi-million dollar ad campaigns designed to convey the opposite impression.) We'll have to wait and see if they're really yours--in the meanwhile you need to call all the merchants involved......
I did call the merchants involved. The biggest one told me that the orders (for jewelry being shipped to Oklahoma) had already been flagged as fraud. One order had already been shipped though but they said since it was still in UPS possession they could "kill" it.
OK. We'll see how that goes.
True story: When I was a kid, the manager of a local variety store in Lake Charles made his customary night deposit at the bank. The bank said they never received it. The man's life was ruined, absolutely ruined. I still remember reading about it in the paper and my parents talking about it.
Years pass. The bank closes the location. The building is torn down. Oh yeah--you guessed it. The deposit is found in the night deposit drop, somehow wedged into the mechanism.
Can you imagine? Can you imagine??????
Anyway, I messed up and bought instant pudding instead of the real thing for the banana pudding I'm making as a retreat from the world.
So, I'm going to venture out again--in my GPS enabled vehicle--past the clearly spirit-possessed automated California traffic lights--to the automated self checkout at Albertson's--
But first, I'm going to go pray online. Surely, there's a site somewhere. ;)