Someday

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Yesterday was definitely on my list of the worst POETS day ever, but then again, some days are like that.

I got up on the wrong side of the bed, I guess.  But is there ever a right side?

I got a registered letter from the insurance company that I have been dealing with since 1997, and it was threatening to cancel my home policy if they did not receive payment by October 7th.

It was due on August 28th, but I had no idea because I moved to my new place in White Rock in April.

I always paid the insurance on my home in Langley in full each year; so, the insurance company credited me for the remaining balance and applied it to the policy for my new residence in White Rock.

I knew that my new policy would begin after the policy on my previous residence had ended.

But I never received a bill/invoice or an email from the insurance company indicating that a payment was due on August 28th.

If I had, I would have paid the bill.  We have not knowingly ever been late in making a payment – to anyone!

So, I called the insurance company and tried to explain to a clerk that I had not received a bill/invoice or an email – so, how was I to know the amount due or when it was due?

But the clerk kept interrupting me before I could finish a sentence!

Finally, I screamed at him to shut his damn mouth long enough for me to finish explaining why I had called.

I do not know for sure, but I would guess that the call center is not located in North America.

I only hope that the insurance company listens to the taped recording of my call – as the voice prompt warns when the phone is first answered!

You have probably heard the same recorded warning “that this call may be recorded for clarity and training purposes” or words to that effect.

It would be a great audio recording for their training purposes.

And the insurance company could have saved the $10.65 postage for the registered letter.

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As I started to write about the rest of the things that ticked me off yesterday, I realized that I was getting too aggravated just thinking about them.

So, I have decided to spare you any more of my verbal diarrhea and pour myself a drink instead.

Here’s to a better weekend – cheers!

Pour me another, Sam.

And please keep them coming…

What’s that I just saw pop up?

Oh, it’s an email from my buddy Peter Hrehoruk in Ontario.

Now, that has already got me feeling better!

Dedicated to better days ahead!

I hope my stories are a gift to your head and heart.

 Hugs,

 Danny

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Today’s tune from Danny’s library (purchased):

Someday – lyrics

Someday, she’ll be here, that’s a fact
Someday, she’ll be coming right back
Maybe I’m dreaming
I hope it’s not so, but
Someday, she’s comin’ back I know
You know I’m ready, to see her again
When that someday, will never end

When she left with no goodbye
I was stuck with those lonely nights
You know what I mean, it’s always the same
Ain’t no medicine for that kind of pain
Someday, comes and goes away
Bringing me a better day

Ain’t no pity, ain’t no shame
I hope that someday, will come again
Maybe I’m dreaming
I hope it’s not so
Somedays’ comin’, It’s comin’ I know
Maybe I’m dreaming
I hope it’s not so
Somedays’ comin’, it’s comin’ I know

Songwriters: Walter Allen Richmond / J.j. Cale
Someday lyrics © E C Music Ltd

Someday Never Comes – lyrics

First thing I remember
Was asking Papa, “Why?”
For there were many things I didn’t know
And Daddy always smiled
Took me by the hand
Saying, “Someday, you’ll understand”

Well, I’m here to tell you now each and every mother’s son
You better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes

The time and tears went by
And I collected dust
For there were many things I didn’t know
When Daddy went away
He said, “Try to be a man
And someday, you’ll understand”

But I’m here to tell you now each and every mother’s son
You better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes

And then one day in April
I wasn’t even there
For there were many things I didn’t know
A son was born to me
Mama held his hand
Saying, “Someday, you’ll understand”

Well, I’m here to tell you now each and every mother’s son
You better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes
Ooh, someday, never comes

Think it was September
The year I went away
For there were many things I didn’t know
And I still see him standin’
Tryin’ to be a man
I said, “Someday, you’ll understand”

But I’m here to tell you now each and every mother’s son
You better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes
Ooh, someday, never comes

Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm

Songwriters: J. C. Fogerty
Someday Never Comes lyrics © Wenaha Music Co.

 

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Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).
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An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).

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2 thoughts on “Someday

  1. Yep, just poured me a glass of “LaMarca” it’s been a series of those days vs absurd bizarre pythonistic twilight zone tragacomedicmelodramarealitysoaporperasitcom times. As I sip this delicious bubbly I am thinking to myself, gosh, this is good and Ouuuuhhh I wish I could move to White Rock. I have called Evergreen and no one has returned my call. I will put in my application on line and I will just keep looking as I’ve always wanted to move there. You are so lucky to live by the sea. “Pink” sings about having a shit day too. We all have em. Today is one for me as well. 9/11 need I say more.

    1. Thank you, Sue, for your comment – especially the excellent description of the times. Because my day was a series of absurd bizarre pythonistic twilight zone tragacomedicmelodramarealitysoapoperasitcome times. One day, our dreams will come true – if we hold our breaths long enough. Thankfully, the worst of my troubled times are now over and I am back to my obnoxious self. Hugs, Danny

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