Am I over reacting

[benhasajeep52 50]

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Why did you delete your original post?

:lmao:

Some forums if you delete the original post, the entire thread goes as well. Doesn't appear to be the case here. :gah:

 

[Bitter Jeweler]

Unfortunately, nobody quoted the original post either.

 

[KmH]

Unfortunately, nobody quoted the original post either.

I think it is fortunate no one quoted the OP.

I'm hoping the deletion of his story indicates he is seeking greener pastures. :salute:

 

[table1349]

Gee, I guess he took his ball and went home. :lmao:

 

[Bitter Jeweler]

New screen name maybe?

 

[bigtwinky]

I'm looking forward to over reacting in the OPs future posts here at TPF

 

[Bitter Jeweler]

I am looking forward to you over reacting in the future.

 

[vtf]

Can someone rewrite the orginal post for me, I'm a little behind in the game. You could actually choose an alternate ending like the card did go through and everyone was happy.:thumbup:

 

[Stephen.C]

So there I was, sweat beading on my face, soaking the phone which I held to my ear...7:28, every second pulsated with in me.
The service in my mothers basement was terrible, but I breathed a sigh of relief when my call went through.
My knees started to shake, the voice on the other end was like a soothing breath of fresh air, paralyzing my body from within.... "Hello, this is Adorama"
7:29, and I started to place my order, slowly but surly I rasped out my order, lens, grip, and my first tripod. My stomach was in knots from the antagonizing thought of holding the sturdy shaft of aluminum, and the grippyness of the grip.
I state my credit information, each syllable as smooth as a baby butterfly in a meadow of daisies flying, swish, swish, swish, the air around it.
There was silence on the other end....My ears rang, and the world stopped as I listened for a reply..
The word was like liquid lead being poured into my already sweaty ears......"Denied'
It tore at me, and ripped my photographic flesh from my bones!
Nooooooooooo I cried out, and whipped my hair back in pain.
I raised my arms up to the ceiling, and screamed at the top of my lungs until the window panes shook, and my throat was near to collapse.
I panted, and caught my breath as the man on the other end got a Q-tip to clean the blood out of his ears.
"I'll go to my banks page!" I shrieked, a moment of hope, the light of a solution, in a tunnel of mere pain and suffering.
I franticly typed, clicked, facerolled, and shortkeyed to the correct page, realizing that my limit was not yet reached
I reached for my phone, 7:37 on the clock above, hoping to hear a voice of sultry on the other end.
"beep, beep, beep, beep, beep"
ARRGRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH blasted out of my lungs, like a hurricane of words!
DAMN YOU DIAL TONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Bitter Jeweler]

My favorite parts..."grippyness of the grip" and "face rolled".

 

[Stephen.C]

My favorite parts..."grippyness of the grip" and "face rolled".

Heheh thanks. How come I can write that so easy, but It will take me forever to start my english hw?!

 

[HelenOster]

.......unless there are some drastic changes my money isn't going anywhere except Adorama.

I'd love to know who you spoke to, so I can let her manager know!

 

[silentanathema]

My favorite part "The service in my mothers basement was terrible". Nice

 

[table1349]

If the OP had only done a little bit or research: Credit Report and Credit History | Free Credit Report He could have saved himself a lot of grief. Wonder how that Pirate gig is working out.