My Ex Husband

Well....today the inevitable happened. I got a package for Don Goldman. Ah, Don.....I remember you and your mustache well.

Receiving the package gave me a little tinge in my heart. Brought back some memories both good and bad.

Here's the rub: I was on the phone with Vontage (Didn't even know who they were....I guess it's a phone company??) for 30 minutes fixing a problem that Don got me involved in. I guess he wanted to transfer my number to this provider and in the process I was sent a modem. He used his own credit card but for some reason used my address and phone number. Trying to get this resolved by Vontage (is it Vontage or Vonnage...or Vonage??? I have no clue and frankly have no desire to Google it) was a nightmare. I talked to customer service imbeciles who couldn't understand how I wasn't Don Goldman. They kept asking me to verify my account. The thing is, I never opened an account. Don did. Finally, the problem was resolved.

If Don and I still communicated I would tell him this but because we don't I'm forced to DOG about it.

Good ol Don.

DATE ME!