One of those days . . .

Thomas recently asks if I would do him a favor. He wants a second WOW (World of Warcraft) account because they are having a special that you get some sort of bonus if you sign someone up for an account. Well, how much is this “free” account going to cost me? $20. Sighhh, ok. Here is my Paypal Debit Card.

Ø Hey, mom, the credit card isn’t working . . . can I have another one. OK, here you go.

Ø Hey, mom, this one doesn’t work either. Can you see if you can get it to work. Okkk, bring up the web site on my computer.

Ø Hmmm, they don’t work. Now, I have to call WOW (for those of you who have never had the joy of doing this, trust me . . . it’s excruciating)

Ø After waiting on hold for 30 minutes (not bad in WOW wait times), the guy decides it has to be MY bank’s problems and suggests that I call the bank. Sometimes banks block online games because some many people steal credit cards. Then he said, if that doesn’t work, just go to a store and buy a new game with a new registration number (costs about the same).

Ø Bank says its NOT on their end. Thomas goes to the mall to buy a game. Comes home because he can’t find Game Stop. Goes back when I tell him where in the mall it is. Buys a game card. (No comment here that using his CELL phone would have made that easier)

Ø Game card isn’t for activating, its for monthly fees. It won’t work. ($30 for something that we can’t use at the moment)

Ø Thomas is getting depressed. Well, so am I. No, frustrated. So, now, I decide to go to the mall and buy the game. On the way there, I think, hey, Wall Mart is closer, I will go there.

Ø Buy the game, and other things I notice and get in the check out lane from hell. The lady behind me drops Doritos Cheese Dip and it breaks and splatters everywhere. She goes to get help and leaves her friend with the cart. The friend ignores the mess behind her and several people walk in it. I suppose this should be considered checkout entertainment because it is taking so long and I think the entire city is trying to check out at the same time (btw- they opened the check out beside me the MOMENT I put my items on the belt LOL)

Ø Get home, give Thomas the game.

Ø A bit later in the evening . . . "Ummm, Mom . . . (don’t say it Thomas, please don’t). It won’t work. It’s the European version of the game, we are the North American version.” YOU have to be kidding. No, he isn’t. OK-now I am getting pissed. I call WOW and wait. And wait. And wait.

Ø The unfortunate lady who has the joy of answering my call tells me to return the game (yeah, right, its opened, its WallMart-that’s going to fly). Or send it to them and they will send me the right version. However, it will take a while to process. If I want to activate the game, I can put it on my credit card. Siiiiggghhhh. However, she is able to get it to work.

Ø The account is open. I need a nap, or maybe a drink, or a vacation.

Ø “Thanks Mom”