I'm moving

Dear devoted readers (and casual ones too),

I'm moving to http://sydneycarroll.blogspot.com for a few reasons.

1. I'm not in college any more.

2. My co-worked suggested changing my blog's name to Love, Sydney, which I like better.

3. lovesydney.blogspot was taken

4. Now if I feel like changing the name again, the url will still make sense.

I hope you'll move over there with me to continue reading.

Love, Sydney

Ummmm, Rebecca?

Dear Dominos,

Your pizza tracker is really cool, and I'm glad that my online order was filled as soon as you opened this morning at 11:00. But when you say Rebecca is leaving with my food at 11:13, and then you say that I have my meal at 11:19 and you hope I'm enjoying it, you are a big, fat tease. It is 11:32, and I still don't have my food. Oh, wait. Doorbell. Yessss.

Love, Sydney

Sears customer service sucks

Dear Sears,

I appreciate your heads up that my washing machine was coming with a small dent. I appreciated that your delivery guys acknowledged it and showed me the dent. They even gave me the number to call to get reimbursed for the dented washer that I bought brand new.

However,

I do not appreciate your offer for a crappy Sears gift card as adequate reimbursement. My interaction with your representative went something like this:

Worthless Sears customer service chick: Yes, ma'am. I see here that the warehouse recorded that the washer was dented prior to delivery.

Me: Yes, I was told to call you about my options for reimbursement.

WSCSC: Yes, ma'am. I can offer you a $25 Sears gift card.

Me: $25!?!?

WSCSC: Oh, I can offer you a $30 Sears gift card.

Me: Thirty dollars.

WSCSC: Yes, ma'am. 

Me: You mean to tell me that for an item that I buy brand new, that shows up damaged to my apartment, you offer me an 8% value gift card?

WSCSC: Oh, I can offer you $35 gift card.

Me: 35 dollars. Can I at least get it back to my credit card?

WSCSC: Ma'am, I can offer you a $35 gift card.

Me: Can I please speak to someone who is authorized to give me more than a $35 gift card?

WSCSC: Ma'am, you called the right number, and you're speaking to the right person. I can offer you a $35 gift card.

Me: Can I please speak to your supervisor?

WSCSC: Ma'am, you're speaking to the right person, and you called the right number.

Me: Ummmm. OK. I'd like a new washing machine please.

*Disclaimer: This conversation took place over three different phone calls, because each time I got angry and hung up the phone. This is the condensed version.

So basically, your script-only "customer service" cost you an entire washing machine, plus whatever it costs you to deliver it to my apartment. 

Wanna know the kicker? My old washing machine worked fine. The dent was like two inches long, and it was in the back. I couldn't even see it. I would have taken $50 back on my card. So, you suck. And I will never shop at Sears for appliances again. Thanks for the second washing machine.

Love, Sydney

I'm just saying

There's a billboard on my way home from work that always has Chick-fil-a ads on it. Currently, it annoys the crap out of me. Don't get me wrong. I love the cows, and I love the food. But right now the billboard says "wishin u a burger free Christmas"

Don't you see?!? The very same cows who can't remember the second C in chicken and get stumped on words like destroy can spell Christmas correctly? You mean to tell me that they figured out the hard C, the H that serves so phonetic purpose, the T that no one ever pronounces AND the schwa A that is commonly pronounced as a short I? I find that hard to believe.

I understand that Chick-fil-a is a Christian company that probably think that putting Krismiss on a billboard would be almost as bad as opening on Sunday, but come on people. 

*Sorry for linking to the dictionary on schwa, I just think it's a great word. I had to look it up to make sure I was using and spelling it correctly. It was open, so I linked. I do not mean to insult your intelligence or imply that you require a definition of the word.

Dear Santa

I've been a very good girl this year. I graduated from college, got a job and moved out on my own into the world. I pay all my bills (mostly) on time. I think I've been nice to my family and friends. Please see my Christmas list below.

Love, Sydney

A washing machine and dryer (Note: I got a washer from my parents and bought the dryer for myself as an early Christmas present. They come this weekend. I'm expecting it to be the highlight of my week--which should naturally warrant a blog post later.)

Boots

Grown-up girl clothes

Make-up brushes

Cowboy boots

A pretty necklace

A pretty television

A pretty camera

Kick-ass New Year's plans

Fun surprises that I don't even know that I want yet

Money to buy any of these things that don't end up under the tree

***P.S. Links are representations and do not need to be the specific gift. Except for the pretty necklace***

***P.P.S. Sorry for having expensive taste. I think it's genetic. I can't help it.***

Places I've been: Bermuda

You know how I know my family is cooler than yours? Because we went to Bermuda for Thanksgiving.

You know how I know my grandparents are cooler than yours? Because they're 80+ and they put on wetsuits and swam with dolphins. (Dolphin pictures hopefully forthcoming.)

Katie Shagman photography

My friend Katie is a self-taught photographer, and she's awesome! She convinced me to be her subject a couple weeks ago. Please check out her blog for the pics of me and many more good ones.