Only a few days...

Well, on monday I start orientation for my residency years. Tomorrow the cable and internet get activated. Free tv is really bad...although one episode of divorce court was entertaining. Still waiting to exchange my damaged dresser for a good one as well as the claims process to be finished for my damaged stuff from the move. And waiting to find out whether or not I passed the clinical skills exam. Taking quite a long time compared to the multiple choice portion of step 2. Okay, enough for now.

Moved in...almost

Well, these past few days have been hectic and tiring as my mom and I moved into my house. There's still boxes everywhere (folded up and sitting in the house) and since my futon and desk were broken by the movers, I really haven't done much in the office room. Hopefully the claim form will come today and I can fill it out and overnight it back tomorrow to try to speed the process up. What else...oh, of the 4 pieces of build it yourself furniture we bought from fred meyer, 2 were damaged, including my dresser so I still have clothes piled in my closet. Then the rice cooker and toaster oven from meyer and frank were both damaged and needed to be returned. We just have had some bad luck with this. Oh and now my squirter on my kitchen sink is messed up but my mom said it's an easy fix. But it's nice to be in my home. The first night I kept hearing all the new noises of my home and neighborhood and got freaked out by the sound of ice dropping in the ice maker- I was almost asleep and you know how loud sounds can do that to a person. Then at 4 am some ass in the area was pounding on something.

Today is outlet mall time.

Finally!

Well, after all the crap that has gone on this past week, I finally got the keys and can start moving in. Thursday my stuff gets delivered as well as the appliances and the couch. I guess I'll paint on friday and over the weekend. Or maybe next week. I'm tired so I'm going to watch some tv or read now.

Signed!

Well, we finally signed all the paperwork. Tomorrow afternoon we get the keys to the place after the money is wired over. Kind of weird that I have to wait for keys since last week monday when we went over to see the house with dad the seller was offering them to me. Oh well...Now time to get other things done. Bleh.

still waiting

I called him at 9:15 am since my cell phone has been dropping calls in Aunty Debby's basement. The only thing I got removed was the property taxes. He also has to remove the house insurance since they can't only collect house insurance. Apparently they can separate the two but they can only collect property taxes on their own. Weird. Anyway, he's also calling the title company to get the $50 funding fee waived since he had given them instructions initially to do so. And the overnight/express delivery has nothing to do with them sending the docs over to the title company but rather the fee for the title company to send them to the bank. And the same goes for the power of attorney. He said I have to file that with the title company. And apparently they let the credit union know long ago that they needed my transcripts and that it was the CU's responsibility to relay that to me. Seems a bit BS and scapegoating but what the hell, blaming others is always easier than admitting one's mistakes. They're still both on my blacklist.

Speaking of a blacklist, I have Cracker Barrel (cause they just have bad food) and the state of California (cause they have no welcoming signs or thanks for visiting signs). Actually, I was quite impressed with the State of Texas and their new rest stops. Very nice and clean. In fact, the nicest I've seen yet! Okay, gotta go.

waiting

Well, after waiting out the weekend to air my grievances with the loan company, I discovered that they don't even open until 9 am! So I left a message with the guy I want to complain to and so now I wait for him to return my call. I think I'll give him 10 or 15 minutes to call then I'm calling again. Meanwhile I'm really cold...It's only 50 degrees here.

Gramma's World

Gramma's World

Here's my mom's blog...only time will tell if she keeps posting...or starts posting since I did the posts so far. It was a nice break from the retards at the bank and loan company

Planning a new attack...wanna join?

As if things weren't as bad as they were, we found out today about $6000 more reasons to attack and destroy the loan broker. Yep, $6000 in random fees and whatnot for this damn house. Okay, so $2200 is property taxes for the year and $165 is my house insurance so the overall fees are about $3500. No wonder people can't buy...of course, it could just be a company with rip off rates. Who the hell knows. I'm just tired of the whole thing. I talked with the moron Jason and missed the opportunity, at the end of the call, to say "By the way, thanks for neglecting to inform me about the need for my transcripts thus delaying the process requiring us to get power of attorney incorrectly because of the other moron we worked with. Have a nice day jackass." Mom says it's a good thing I didn't because we still have to work with him. I think I'll key his car...in my mind i imagine him crying. Imagination is a great tool for relieving one's greivances without getting arrested. Everyone knows I'm too chicken to actually commit such acts.

I promise, eventually this site will sound happier and full of stories about being a new doctor. All I know is that from my 2 weeks in the real world, it really sucks monkey balls.

and again

The jackass idiots at the loan company and credit union have fucked up again. The loan company didn't approve use of the power of attorney because the moron at the credit union didn't know that there were specific forms for real estate. I guess I shouldn't blame her for her lack of education on the issue but now there are more hoops to jump through thanks to her inexperience. I guess being a notary or a mortgage loan officer takes no skill but to sign your name and use a rubber stamp. They don't actually learn about different forms and whatnot. I hope they suffer. You do realize that this is all written in an attempt to make me happier and that once this is over, I don't really hope for total suffering and dismemberment of Jason and the credit union officer...only a few major painful moments should they have to go through a similar process. The most frustrating thing about this is that all of it could have been avoided if the idiots at the loan company told me back in april or early may that my transcripts were required. They gave me a huge checklist and no where on there was a request for transcripts and at no point did they try to contact me again with request for additional documents. Kind of hard to get something if you don't know they want it in the first place. Then the insurance could have been done and the paperwork ready on June 1st for dad to sign in person. Fucking Moron Jason.

Loan Story...the saga continues

Well, turns out that the loan officer at the credit union neglected to tell us that we needed to inform the loan company about our power of attorney so that they could tell the title company about it. Seems that none of these people ever deal with POA otherwise I would guess they would have been on top of it. So now I wait by the phone to find out if just bringing the document with us as well as a quick faxed letter from the loan company will suffice so that we can finally sign the damn loan papers today. I was told this yesterday at 4:30 because the lady at the title company insisted on calling my cell phone with a 503 area code instead of the 504 code clearly printed on the paper. When she finally figured that out, it was 4:30 pm. Now I wonder if the atlas van agent who has yet to return my call is doing the same retarded thing. Maybe they think I got my area code wrong? But then why don't they try the area code I give them? Maybe I should secede from this world and form my own where people are efficient, knowledgeable, can read, and use common sense.

Hey, did I tell you that it costs $20 to open a credit union account? I guess I'm "joining" the union so I pay the fee. Sheesh! I better earn some good interest on my savings account...at least more that what I would have earned at a regular bank.

more annoyances

Ok, so add to my list of people who are annoying me this week the person at the credit union. My mom calls this morning and the loan person at the credit union tells her that the papers may be ready friday or monday but if no call from the title company comes by monday afternoon, that she should call some woman named shirley. So I tell my mom to call today to make sure this is all true and if it can be done friday. And guess what...it isn't even the right person! THis woman has no idea who the hell we are and has no idea about our title & loan papers! This may not even be the right title company! SO who the hell knows where the loan company or credit union sent the loan papers! My real estate agent is calling the correct title company officer to see what's up. So annoying! And now I'm annoying my mom because I'm being "mean and bossy."

Lookey Lookey

As you can see, I changed things a bit. I tried finding a fun background at blogskins but they were all pretty lame or too distracting. So I settled for one made by blogger designers. Then I added some profile things and links as well as the opportunity to email me any random things...just don't spam me please or I will be forced to get a bounty out on your head. I also added a guestbook and hit counter...as you can see I have the free versions so I have to keep those bravenet ads on here. All in all, I like this new blog. Now to add the link to the old blog and inform the public of this new one...though I think only my dad and other unknown visitors read this anyway.

Retard Loan Officers

Well, the loan of my home is in limbo right now because of a retard known as Jason at the loan company. Basically, everything is messed up because he failed to tell me at any point of the process that started back in April that he would need a copy of my med school transcripts, a document that would have taken less than a day to procure. This could have been done while I was lazing away in new orleans waiting for graduation to approach. Instead, we show up at the bank yesterday and are told that they need this document to process the loan. So we do this. And then it isn't until late today that they tell us that we need to take care of house insurance paperwork. So because of this dummy's inability to inform and the general inefficiency of the whole process, who knows if we'll close when we're supposed to. I feel bad for the seller of my home who's been so great. Ugh!

OH my god! They let me graduate!!!

Welcome to the next stage of my life - Residency! If you'd like to learn about the things I experienced, thought of, and got angry about during medical school, check out the link over on the left to my med school blog. Now time to customize this baby!