My blog was down for a few days until Cheryl Rae, who does such a great job taking care of technical stuff I can’t figure out, got me back on. This morning, when I sat down to write this blog, I couldn’t get on again. So I restarted. When the screen came back up, there was my WordPress login box and here I am. I guess I’m going to have to restart every time I want to blog which seems unhandy, to say the least. I don’t understand this at all.
However, because I logged on this morning with absolutely no idea what to blog about, I’m thankful for that glitch.
I have an iMac which I like although there are some oddity which still confuse me. That’s why I’m getting another training session this week. As I type this, a large white arrow pointing to the top of the screen flashes on and off with some key strokes. I don’t understand that either. [Wow! I figured it out. That means my cap lock is on! Now I understand something!] There’s also a symbol like a cloverleaf ramp on an interstate that comes on and makes everything go crazy (I know that’s not exact but I can’t explain it any better) and I cannot type. Yet one more thing I do not comprehend.
And my bank. I left our automatic bill pay in the system George set up. Now I need to change some of those. One is $56.89 payment which is deducted every month. The next month I get a check for this exact amount which I deposit. I’ve called the company and they have no record of either receiving the money or sending me the check. Seems like sloppy bookkeeping but I can’t do anything about that. What I CAN do is take that item off the bill pay. But I can’t. Although George is no longer on any accounts, this one keeps running along, paying bills and not letting anyone into it. I’ve used his codes and get an “account closed” message. I’ve spent hours on the phone with the national tech people for the bank. The only suggestion they have was that I set up an account of my own and enter the bills to be paid. This means, of course, that everyone except the $56.89 guy will be paid twice. They offered to make the changes for me but, you know, I think I should be able to get into my account. I don’t understand why a bank cannot delete that but they can’t so I’m going to have to withdraw my funds and go to another bank.
This is why I think it would be easier to dig a hole in the yard and bury all the money there. However, the apartment managers have told me not to do that anymore.
What don’t you understand? I always feel better to know I’m not alone. And if you know what the cloverleaf symbol means, please let me know.
Pffft! Banks 8-P – If they can’t help me do what I need to do, then I agree with you about finding another bank.
This is the first time I went to your “Home Page” (I think). Did your website get an overhaul? It is REALLY nice!
I’m right there with you with the computers! I have so much trouble at work and I start all conversations about the computers or other technological stuff with, “I’m a techno idiot.”
Alexa, that’s a great way to start. Otherwise, tech people go, “You have to tap into your PfW then go to hommaloaf and find the frog link.” However, if you tell them you don’t do well with computers, they’ll say, “I’ll do it for you” and then you never learn!!!
OK I admit it. I think I can figure everything out, because I had the first beta desk computer, the Bell Labs BLIT in 1979-80; didn’t do anything but attach to an IBM main frame and you had to use the statistical programs in that mainframe. Then we got the first desktop computers for our marketing org along with a free techie to keep us moving along. Did lots of executive slide shows with those early computers. I’m now on my fifth laptop and spent 8 hours of tech time getting rid of 380 Gigs of crap built up on my computer. Now I’m being maddened slowly by trying to input photos and photo slide shows into the church web page. I’ll get it eventually but right now, I’m with you….change banks.
I went to change banks and they begged me to stay. This is NOT because of my darling personality. This is because of our investments. I’m a wimp. I’m staying.