I’m not happy. I have all sorts of phone issues at the moment and sorting them out is a NIGHTMARE. After 2 hours & 28 minutes on ONE SINGLE call, waiting on hold being ferried from department to department – I actually got cut off – they hung up on ME! This problem has been ongoing & this is about my third attempt to fix it……as I was getting over my incredulity of being cut off after waiting all of that time on the phone – an ad came on for one of the competition service providers. It was the prompt I needed to investigate changing providers……..anyways – I went through an interim process with them over the phone & when asked my occupation – I had nothing to say – because I am not working outside the home at the moment. The ***>@?@#>R$ operator THEN said, how old are your dependants, (assuming that if I wasn’t working, I would be home looking after children – does anyone still do that??)………no, I am a Nonna, I assured him – I don’t have dependants – SO – he concluded – YOU JUST DO NOTHING THEN – you are a housekeeper!!! I have VERY BAD WORDS to say about phone companies today! OF course I have managed to take out my frustration on my journal!!!! This is not my ‘soul’ journal – it is my ‘A Time In My Life’ journal, as I thought this page was more appropriate here. I have cut out silhoettes from all types of paper that is relevant to the occupation of the person & used heads of magazine people….so the chef is cut out of a recipe book page, the builder from some plans, our singer from music, the accountant from a ready reckoner, etc.