The final fucking straw

Over the weekend I posted on Snapchat a picture of me almost in tears [out of frustration] and added a caption something like “I’d buy a house and move 100x over than try and switch stock to my name that should have been done 20 years ago and sell it” then I added “also fuck HWM”. I didn’t have my Snapchat locked up but apparently a few people told Steve about it.

I didn’t know I couldn’t be frustrated with something that has taken now 3 months [and still isn’t done…] the last I checked I was an adult, and have been for a few months shy of 20 years! My feelings are NEVER wrong as they are mine.

I saw he called me today but I was talking with my boss, so I called back twice, he didn’t answer. I texted and said “hey I saw you called, what did you need” he said he butt dialed me basically and then said I wanna talk to you about something.

I kind of knew he saw as his wife and his step-daughter in law posted about HWM how they paid for their supper last night. At a restaurant he knows is one of my favorites and is a few blocks form my house. Appreciate the invite, jackasses!

Anyways so he said he wanted to talk to me about something, then said “a few people have told me you had something on snapchat mad about the stock not being in your name 20 years ago and F HWM” I said yep, it’s maddening. I reminded him that thankfully Mom has been able to help me with a few things financially until I get the money and can pay her back. He went on that it wasn’t HWM it was the EQ Shareholders company and other P&G people have griped about it. And that he has asked me multiple times to switch it to my name. NO, no he hasn’t.

So basically he stopped talking and I just said bye and hung up. I’m fucking at work, thankfully my boss is cool as hell and understands my frustration. I was so frustrated / mad / upset that I had tears right there, ready to spill over.

I quick shot a text to a few people about it, as a rant. Then about 45 minutes later HWM called me and we got a few things squared away. I was originally told I’d have the money the first few days in September, then it was that they sent the check 9/11; untrue! It was cut and sent on 9/15. I cannot get the account number over the phone they are resending it. I should have the check by 9/29. I asked for a direct number to call if I had any questions so I didn’t have to go through HWM; got that.

So now, we wait. Thankfully I have access to my old mailbox, so I can check there in case it didn’t get forwarded.

Today, I restricted my posts on FB going forward to exclude those whom I wanted to. I’ve removed them all from Snapchat, removed them as followers on Instagram and changed my profile to private vs public. Along with that, I’ve unfollowed them on FB so I don’t have to see their posts.

I have a Scentsy order to deliver to one + get my testers back, but them done!

Shawn had said “no more baked beans” because I am not going to family things anymore. It’s not like they want me there anyway.

So two months to the date before my 38th birthday I have washed my hands of them. I ranted to mom and a few friends, and now I feel better having started the process. I’m sure there is more locking down + deleting of things to work through but I’m well on my way.

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