Saturday, April 17, 2010

Security Bank and SunTrust Bank Hartley Bridge Road

I had banked with Security Bank now State Bank from about 1998, until April 2008. In 2008, I noticed that people were following me to the bank, and that my mail was being opened and sealed back at my CPA office! I told the Branch Manager, Judy Johnosn that Sandy, a lady who worked at the bank and used to work at Porter Ellis School in the lunchroom, nodded to people as I was in the drive through deposited money, as if confirming what I was depositing into my CPA account! I had CNBC on during this time, and after Judy sent me a letter telling me to close my business account immediately, someone on CNBC said "they told her bank to close her account." Well, you know it is really strange to have the media no who in the hell you are.

Well, then I opened my business account around April 8th at SunTrust Bank on Hartley Bridge Road, oh what fun to be a stable person who does not like to change to have to open a new bank account a week before the tax filing deadline! So, now to just recently, I had the same thing happen when I started banking at SunTrust, people following me every time I went to the bank! Why in the hell are people following me to the bank and post office? Well, Rose Alexander, the black teller that I always, dealt with would always say "have a nice day Ms. Poole." Well, oneday when I was driving my red Firebird Convertible, Ms. Alexander said "I see you have a new red convertible." Well, the convertible is a 1992 with about 45k on it, real nice but not new. Well, I noticed early on in 2008 that people could hear me in my car. Well, when I went down Pio Nono that day after going to the bank, black people from all over the place were pulling out of streets and looking at my darn car, and at me! Well, a month or so ago, Ms. Alexander told me that bullshit of have a nice day Ms. Poole, and I told her to take her nice day and shove it up her ass.

Well, I later went into the bank and told the assholes in there that I was tired of everyone coming to the bank at the same time that I did. Well, on the 29th of March, we had a showdown of sorts. The fiasco's climax was the branch manager, Amy Miller walking out of the vault area with nearly ten thousand in cash. Amy pushed the money toward me, and told me that my account was closed that day! I told her I was not taking cash like that out of the bank and demanded an official check be written. Well, the stupid bitch who should be in prison, in my opinion, typed a check for $9,611.09 to merely Linda Poole. I drove back to my CPA office, just minutes away, and thought this is bullshit. I got back in my car, and went back to the bank, and demanded that Amy type a new check to Linda J. Poole CPA PC, 4145 Hartley Bridge Road, Macon, Georgia 31216. Amy refused to type a new check...and smarted off that your account does not have CPA on it, it just says PC. Now, mind you I have a business at 4145 Hartley Bridge Road, since 1996 and have had two banks ask me to move my account in the last two years.

Well, now I am with Mid South Community FCU, and so far so good. When I said I was going to the bank today when I visited GreenLeaf Nursery, two darn police cars were there when I went to the bank! Now, this is getting a little old. I am not a criminal! These Bibb County Police are morons. They know who I am! No doubt they are sucking the Federal government out of money to fund their sorry asses. Bibb County is bankrupt and they had to create some fraud to fund their bankrupt state of affairs! All of this shit against me and my family was purposely set up to draw people to Macon to generate money. The whole town has committed fraud against people who have drove to Macon trying to find me! I have reason to believe that I was made real old at first, and now the fraud is that they listened to me visiting my son, at my old house down the road, and created a hugh fraud scam that I as real young, and did not vote.

Well, for the record, I voted for Ron Paul in the Primary in 2008. I went to Northeast High School to vote in the fall of 2008. I got my voter's card, and oh a black lady behind me said: "is this the gold line?" Well, I put my card in the machine, hit write-in ballot, and typed in Linda J. Poole for President. Yes, that is right, I voted for myself for President! I could not think of anyone any better to vote for than myself!

For people that do not understand RICO, you know that money Amy Miller tried to hand me is just below the $10,000 amount that would be considered money laundering and/or drug money. I tell you I do believe that the mafia has taken over Macon, Georgia!

I had to go to the Bibb County Court House in 2008 to request an application to get my business license! I told Thomas Tedders that I refused to pay a late fee because an application was not mailed to me. Thomas did not charge me a late fee, and of all places my business license was locked in the vault! I want to know that I am protected because I am alone all of the time. I have never felt so scared in all of my life, as I have been in the last two and a half years. I feel that if I were to be in a car wreck that the police probably have a landfill ready to put me and my car in. Someone needs to visit Macon, Georgia and investigate this fraud against me and my family! The liars at the tax office have even insinuated that my CPA office is residential property!

I have got several pieces of mail from AT&T addressed to the residence of Linda Foley. My phone number has never been associated with Foley! Like I have written before just about everyone in Macon, Georgia needs to be put in prison!

I attest to the fact that I, Linda J. Poole, do not reside in a hotel or a motel! I detest the fact that people are living in hotels and pretending to be me. You know of all of the people who stole my identity, I think that US Supreme Court should tell them that they have lost their Citizenship! That would mean a good many stupid white people and stupid black people would never be able to vote again! I would like to see all of their properties confiscated and given to poor people in the Appalachians!

Wow, what a dream come true!

Heart of Gold and fraud against me and my family

During the Bibb County Convention in 2008, I was sitting behind Pat Donnelly and her husband. I was not paying attention to Steve Dillard or Erick Erickson on the stage, except when I trid to speak one of them told me basically to be quiet! Well, who in the hell do these guys think they are telling me to not say anything? Well, all of a sudden Pat says to her husband, "Linda must be the Heart of Gold because Erick just got a call to be a Fox News contributor!" Now, Pat knew that I was sitting behind her, I mean in the row right behind them!

Ok, so that is not the only time I heard that! People followed me everywhere I went looking at what I bought and what I did in 2008. Everytime I walked in a store, this darn music started playing! I was so stressed out in 2008, I could not take it. I told Larry Andrews at my CPA office in 2008, while I was trying to do my income tax business that I could not take all of the people following me to the office and home. Why were the police allowing this to happen to me is what I want to know?

I heard Charlotte Hardy say in 2008, my next door neighbor, as I was lying in my bed at night one particular night..."if Linda finds out she is the Heart of Gold she can't run for President." Well, you know that was news to me because I darn sure was not running for President. Where in the hell would I get the money to run for President? I feel like Charlotte Hardy must have told everyone in the darn city who in the hell she thought I was because I had every asshole in town following me every where I go!

It was so bad last year that I almost got ran over a couple of times at my home just checking my mail! In 2008, I called the Macon Police when my son Matthew was at the house with me. Matthew who was thirteen at the time had flooded my basement taking a shower. I was already in bed, and he said "Mom the water is flooding in the basement." I got up and went to the basement and water was flowing out of the pipe, I believe the air conditioner fitting or something blew out. Well, I called a plumber, and then I saw a cable wire on my basement floor. Now, mind you this was the summer of 2008. I called the Macon Police and an officer named Jason Parks came to my home. I told him that I thought someone had been in my home. I felt that people were watching me and or listening to me in my home. I was divorced, and I no one had a right to watch me in my house. I also feel that I am being watched in my CPA office right now. I do not like it at all!

Jason refused to write up an incident report, and followed him up the basement steps and out the door and I hollered at him to right a report. Jason turned around and grabbed my arms and jerked them behind my back, and put handcuffs on my wrists so tight that they cut into my wrists. This all in front of my young son, Matthew! Ok, mind you I had got up out of bed because of Matthew flooding the basement. I had on pajama bottoms, no shoes a Destin tee shirt, and at least had a bra on. I sat in the back of a Macon Police car for almost an hour sweating with handcuffs on my arms behind my back waiting on Marty to pick up Matthew at my house. I had no shoes on, and my cell phone in my hand! I demanded my wallet, the asshole was wanting to take me to jail without my license! Finally, Matthew brought me a pair of shoes and my wallet with my driver's license. When we pulled into the jail a young black guy was at the gate, and pointed at me! What in the hell have you people in Macon done to me and my family?

Jason had the audacity to say, when we got to jail that he was glad to be getting off work so he could go see his baby after dragging me away from my son in handcuffs! I was placed in a cell with a black lady who got to keep her driver's license and a cell phone! My stuff was confiscated. The black bitch was sitting in there texting someone. Well, I beat on the door. Mind you I have never been arrested in my life! This little black bitch police officer said after a while, well you get to go home now. And then when she opened the door her and black male officer pushed me down the hall to a holding cell that was filthy! They pulled a white lady off the floor who had been vomiting on the floor! I stood in this filthy cell for about three hours! I kept asking to go to the bathroom, and they would not let me out. The black officer hit me on the back of the neck and head, and pulled on my arms so hard it was unbelievable.

All I had done was tried to get a report about someone coming into my own home illegally! No one had a right to listen to me, no one! Marty was finally able to get me out, Marty is my ex-husband. Marty picked me up in his pickup truck and took me to Engle Drive where I live. I ask Chuck Harden, my next door neighbor, if he heard me the night before. Chuck said he did not hear me, so how in the hell could I get arrested for disturbing the peace? Arrested in my own yard!

I went to the emergency room on Riverside Drive, and a black police officer showed up and changed the stations, as if trying to put me everywhere but Macon! I was XRayed, and the doctor said that I had multiple contusions, and wrote that up! I took the medical report with me to an oversight board in downtown Macon that is supposed to investigate wrong doing by the police. I sent several certified mails, and finally got a letter that said that an investigation had been done and no wrong doing had been found. Well you know, I am a Georgia College graduate, I graduated Cum Laude with a 3.78 GPA, I have a Masters in Business and I have been a CPA since 1990. I am quite sure that the GSCPA, the State Board of Accountancy, the AICPA would be horrified if they knew that this could happen to a business owner!

I went a few times to contest the ticket for disturbing the peace, and, of course, Jason Parks did not show up! I wish that someone woould do something about this, and arrest everyone involved. There were several police officers when I went to court and there were liberal lawyers, of course! I cannot believe that someone who is just trying to live their life has it turned upside down. The thing that I hate the most is that my young son Matthew has had to participated in this stinking fraud! I had no assignment whatsoever, and my ex-husband was lied to! I have been completely in the blind in all of this shit, and it has not been pleasant. I filed my divorce pro-se with Judge Ennis as the Judge! Everyone in this town knows that I did not leave town!

What is so bad is that my clients were lied to. My tax clients and write-up clients actually thought I did something wrong. The fraud is not telling the truth that I was a Certified Public Accountant! The town had no right whatsoever following me around and allowing complete strangers to know who I am! If Steve Wilson started this, then I would like to see him blind folded and a firing squad shoot his ass, until there was not one empty spot on his sorry body. If he did not start it, I would like to know who did!

Steve Wilson of WMCC Blogspot and other assholes

Steve has conveniently taken his blog offline. I sent Steve a Christmas card at Christmas, and ask him if he was involved with the crap going on in my life, not verbatum. I also called Steve's home right after Christmas and spoke with his wife. I ask her to have Steve call me. Then I called Steve from my office here in Macon, Georgia and told him who I was. I ask Steve, do you know who I am? Steve said "I do now."

I had commented on Steve Wilson's blog in the past as Miss American Pie and BeeBee. Steve knows full well who I am because I called into 940 Talk Radio quite a bit. Steve surely knows that I filed a Contest against the SPLOST Election in 2005. Funny though because no media whatsoever showed up for the hearing before Judge Martha Christenson. I have been set up in Macon, Georgia by a bunch of liberal queers! Yes, the whole town is full of liberal faggots! I have not met one conservative in Macon, Georgia, except for the soldiers that I meet.

This town is so damn sorry that after we had Sgt Kelley Courtney and others lose their lives in 2004 during the Iraq War, by the way Kelley was a Marine with my son, Mark Foley and his brother Donny Courtney. Toys for Tots came to Macon, Georgia that year, and Marty, Matthew and I went and took three toys. The Macon Auditorium was at best 20% full! Yes, this town is a bunch of suck ass liberals, born with silver spoons in their mouths. I saw Steve Wilson and his other queer friends perform at the Macon Civic Club. That group of morons is what is wrong with this town! They are a bunch of has beens who have not grown up yet! Everyone of them think that their shit does not stink, and they look down on anyone who actually works for a living. Kenny Burgamy walked past me like he did not see me at one of the shows, as well. The whole town of Macon, Georgia is corrupt.

I told George Meadows at the Business Watch Meeting at the Texas Cattle Company on Houston Road that I was not safe and that people had been driving by my office for three tax season harassing me now. George Meadows a Bibb County Debuty said "now, now, Linda not here." Like I was a child! I tell you it is absolute disgusting fraud what this town has done to me and my family. They have literally destroyed my CPA business, by someone allowing liberals to listen to me at my office in 2008 during the 2007 tax season. Some damn Indian guy named Patel came into my CPA office and ask me if I wanted to sell my business for $150k. I said no, I would not take less than $600k. The asshole turned around and walked out, and then came back a couple of days later, and said: "This business is closed...this is an empty building." I said this business is not closed! I have furniture in here and this is a CPA business. The asshole just turned around and walked out. Am I mad, you bet your ass I am mad as hell!

In addition, after I went to a Republican meeting at the Country Buffet on Gray Highway in Macon, Georgia in early 2008, Charlie Bishop got angry with me for questioning him about the SPLOST Election. Charlie then called my office afterwards, when Scottie Shepard walked in my office, and said that he was real worried about me having a heart attack and worried about my health. Scottie Shepard who ran against Jerry Modina in 2004 said the same thing! This town is corrupt. They all knew exactly what they were doing, as all of them have conspired to destroy me and my families life. After Patel said my busniness was closed, I did not get one phone call at my CPA office during the rest of 2008 and most of 2009! I have lost 70% of my CPA practice, and no one gives a rat's ass. I have had my CPA practice here at this very office where I am now typing this blog entry, since 1996. At no time have I ever directed people what to do.

I have had people follow me from my home located at 1590 Engle Drive to my office, since November 2007. I have had people follow me to the bank, to the post office to the store and drive by my office non-stop! My office is located at 4145 Hartley Bridge Road and today some asshole drove by my office when I was putting out Eggplants and some Cucumbers that I grew from seeds (I have a garden at my office this year), and he hollered "you are f'ing nuts!" Well, I am tired of this shit, and every lawyer in Macon needs to be removed from the Bar. Judge Ennis needs to be removed from the bench, and all of the police need to be fired...Bibb County and Macon! Charlie Bishop, Scottie Shepard, Steve Wilson and everyone who has turned their back on my safety need to be stripped of all of their financial assets and put in prison for life! I am as serious as a heart attack. I charge each and everyone of them for attempted manslaughter. They have allowed rumors to spread, and have allowed people to believe that I have had a sex change and that I have no children, and what ever damn rumor they want to spread. I have a Taurus 38 Special handgun right now in my office, and I would love to use it on all of them! And I am not a violent person, but the crooks in Macon, Georgia have violated my Constitution Rights!

I have reason to believe that Steve Wilson lied and said that I left Macon, Georgia. I never left Macon! I have lived in this hell hole of a town, since
1981. I am a white divorce woman with two sons, one 31 and one 14. I do not like the fact that my son who is now 14 has been lied to about his mother. People actually believed that I left my son with a child molestor or something because of bullshit lies! My son is living with my ex-husband in the same house I moved out of in November 2007! I want people to stay the hell out of our lives, and now. I have had it with the fraud and the near cause of my having wrecks. I do not like being chased all over Macon, Georgia. That is why I left my television on in 2008, and took off many times. Just to get peace, I drove up to Wisconsion over to Nebraska, and all around. It was great getting out of this hell on Earth. I have been to San Antonio, Houston, Washing DC, Chantilly VA. I had 84k on my Cadillac when I got a divorce in March 2008, and I have 123k on it now! If I had the money, I would leave for Clearwater Beach next week. I hate Macon, Georgia and the morons who live here.

If someone wants to give me 600k for my building, I will be gone next week. Then you can run your f'ng assignments on someone else's time! Basically, you can kiss Linda J. Poole CPA's ass! Yeah that is me, Linda Poole the CPA that no one in this hell hole of a town likes! Well you know what I did not go to the Cherry Blossom Festival this year; I refuse to go to the Georgia State Fair this year! When I move from Macon, Georgia oneday, I will never step foot in Georgia again! And I will tell my sons that if they come to Georgia they will not be welcome in my home!

Basically, Macon Georgia you can kiss my ass! Yeah, if you were to see my home, you would see in my computer room a vinyl sign I ordered a while back. The sign has an hour glass on it and says "Macon, Georgia lost in time....Biggest Asshole Town in the World or USA...cannot remember at this time." But you get the picture. If I had the money, you can bet I would put it on billboards all over Georgia and throughout the United States! I will tell all of my family to never visit here! The Cherry Blossom Festival can go to hell, as far as I am concerned.

Sunday, March 28, 2010


Well earlier today, I had a fiasco with my son Matthew, and my ex-husband, Marty Poole. I had fixed some strawberries, and thawed out some whipped topping and took them to my old house to have strawberry shortcake with Matthew and watch Wrestlemania with them. When I pulled up in the driveway, Matthew's friend Jordan Ray and another teenager was in the driveway with Matthew. Jordan looked at me with eyes wide open like he was seeing a ghost or something. I told Matthew what I had brought and he informed me that they were all going to Hooters to watch Wrestlemania. I went inside and told Marty that Matthew was not to go to Hooters. Marty was a jerk, as usual, and did not want to cooperate with me for us to watch Wrestlemania.

I came back to my office and attempted to purchase Wrestlemania online, but I thought well I will just go to Hooters and watch it there. Well, I called Hooters from my office and found out a little after seven that the event had already started. I was certain I had called the one in North Macon. I called Matthew, while on the road, with my cell phone and he told me that it was at the Centerville location. I knew that I had called the Macon one, so I drove to the Hooters in North Macon. I will post details later about the Wreslemania held in Phoenix Arizona at the University of Phoenix. Prominent details are that there 72,219 people in attendance, which is overwhelming. The satellite feed went out at Hooters about four times, and I am sure it was due to the rain we were having or perhaps the satellite was overloaded with people viewing on pay per view. Later....

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Macon City Council Meeting March 1, 2010

Crowd shot photos....the top photo is of Chris Crock (spelling ?). I took a photo of Chris' face but it did not turn out. No disrespect to the 940 Talk Radio DJ here in Macon, Georgia. I did call Chris a few times a while back, actually I called him when I was in Madison, Indiana in the early am from my Uncle Charles Alexander and wife Brenda's home. I told him I was a Ron Paul supporter, and he told me I was crazy. Well, you know all of these people last evening called themselves saints, and that is fine. I suppose they are saints for the Lord and for the truth. Glory be! We cannot blame taxes on this person or that person, the bottom line is that corrupt politicians are like a runaway train that left the track before the ink was dry on our Constitution. Posted by Linda

Erick Erickson City Council of the Round Table of Macon, Georgia

Not a real good photo of Erick Erickson. Erick seemed to be occupied with working on a laptop computer during the City Council Meeting on March 1, 2010. The City Council meeting in Macon, Georgia was standing room only. The meeting was very passionate, as all who spoke at the microphone were opposed to the 13% increase in the tax digest. Mayor Reichart led off the evening, which began at 6:00 pm at Macon City Hall. People were definitely not on the same page with the Mayor with his opinion that the digest was ok.

I suppose Erick will forgo his pay at the Council Meeting for last evening, since he was so busy blogging or whatever. What say you Erick? Are you willing to give up your pay for last evening? I spoke to Erick, whom I have had passionate disagreements with on his blog and on I mean well Mr. Good Ole Boy Southern Hospitality even kicked me off his blog, and I got kicked of the RINO blog called I wear that as a badge of honor!

Linda J. Poole, Macon, Georgia....the real red bull who knows the truth and is not in the least bit pc!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, March 01, 2010

Macon residents fired up at Macon City Hall over tax increases

Well, I went to my first public rally over tax revolts this year. I heard Chris Crock online this morning from my office, and I heard there was going to be a tax revolt at City Hall this evening at 6:00 pm. Well, about 5:10, I left my office and thought well I need some pictures of this event. I stopped at CVS, and found a good deal on two single use CVS brand cameras, a total of 54 photos for $7.99, not developed, of course. The sale was buy one get free, and the film is 800 speed, so the photos should be good. I got a couple of shots of the pin head, Erick Erickson, and some shots of some of the rest of City Council. I got a photo of Mayor Reichart, and several shots of the audience. Standing room only, it was unbelievable!

I sat next to a couple by the name of Diane Stefano and Sam Stefano, and before the event, I walked up the steps of City Hall with my Ten Commandments sign, and I ask all the impotent tates if this is where the liars club was going to meet. A couple of Macon's finest police officers gave me sneering looks. I wish their darn faces would freeze in that position, as that would be real cool. A lady by the name of Lucille was handing out white sheets of paper that merely had the word NO on it. Every seat in City Hall was taken and the place was standing room only.

I sat back with my yellow pad, after taking several shots of the crowd, getting shots of all of the camera people and the infamous Chris Crock of 940 Talk Radio. I told him that I was the real red bull of Macon, Georgia not him! LOL After the Mayor of Macon addressed the crowd, the Mayor of Cherry Street walked up to the microphone, and that would, of course, be Mark Thornton. The Mayor had said that the tax digest was being raised by a measely (my word) 13%, you know chunk change for all of us with rows and rows of money trees that grow densely in Macon, Georgia. I cannot harvest money fast enough, and the trees need no fertilizer whatsoever because there is so much bullshit flying around the air in Bibb County that fertilizer is not needed, at all. I tell you what we are the luckiest darn people in the world right here in the Heart of Middle Georgia. It is the only place in the world where you can afford to pay higher taxes because the residents never run out of money!

Now, on a more serious note, yes folks we are in a depression, not a recession! I did not have to speak at all because there were so many well-versed spokes people in the crowd, and I mean they were mad....mad as hell, I am here to tell you. One guy, who I did not catch his name said that he was out of work and he was going to become a political consultant, and boldly told the kings and queens in their raised council chairs that they would be replaced if they voted to raise taxes! Of course, every time someone said something that hit the ball out of the park, we all raised our "NO" signs!

Folks, this is not new at all in Macon, Georgia. I remember when the Mayor of Macon was Mayor Israel, and he spoke at a CPE meeting I attended at River North Country Club in 1993, and he talked about commercial property selling for $.25 on the dollar during that time period. Oh, gee, we have heard the same old song and dance now for nearly two decades that the City and the County need to merge. You know, I did not see the City Attorney sitting up on his throne tonight, but you know he may well have been there. You see, there was this attorney who I always saw when I needed a good laugh, when I did not want to stay up late to watch Saturday Night Live, you see I am sooooooooo darn old, I go to bed with the chickens....cough...cough...cough, and everytime there was a question that needed resolved by the Council members, they would turn to this legal expert to give them an answer. All I ever heard him say, I will have to look that up. Well, you know, if someone ask me a question, I can usually give an answer on the spot. I meed what kind of darn lawyer never knows anything....hmnnnn that was a dumb question right?

Well, I just wish that we could have forced the City Council to hold a vote in our prescence tonight. Cowards! I hope they vote No, or they will most certainly be looking for another job.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Holding letter until I can find an email address for the assholes at AT&T

Dear CSR Representatives,

I am writing in regard to fraud that occurred in my CPA office on July 29, 2009. Malachi Rountree and Tyree Aaron came into my office with Cathy Krattli as a witness. Cathy is a President of Georgia Marine Moms, and I am Treasurer. The Federal Identification number for Georgia Marine Moms is 77-0664292. I prepare the tax returns for this non-profit organization. On this date of 7/29/2009, these two con-artists mentioned above ask for my business line folder. They proceeded to fill out several pink sheets, and told me a bs story that my bill was going to be cheaper than the $170.00 (tax included) that I had paid prior to all of the chaos that has gone on with my billing. Long distance charges were added to my bill, my DSL was increased from lite service to super speedy gonzalez service, and Tech 360 was added to my bill that I did not approve! Well, you know how con-artists work all of this crap was checked and then when I said why is this and that checked, the line was "oh well that is no additional charge." And then this cracker jack named Marty (official title TPV Rep) called me with these Jessee James characters standing in my office and assurred me that all was well at "high noon." Joke! Ok so, I get an agent code DC X3 an office code GAB, and oh my another code, Oh I hit the jackpot, an ATB code of 879EGA. All of this was on an official (cough cough cough) AT&T Service Agreement oh my oh my pink in color how impressive with an invoice number of 377957! Ok so, the bottom line is that I have talked to about 12 Representatives at the NEwwwwwwwwww AT&T since the 10th of February with your super deluxe service. I am surprised a bucket of paint does not come out of the receiver to be thrown in my face when I get such fiiiiiiinnnnnneeeee service! The bottom line is that I do not need Tech 360 Serive at all. I mean what in the hell is that anyway. I have had my own CPA practice, since 1994 with the same phone number of 478-788-5460, and I have probably made 360 plus complaint calls, so that blows the hell out of your 360 tech service. The way I see it is that you owe me about $3 to $4 thousand dollars for my inconvenience of dealing with the morons that you employ! In addition, be happy that I do not use anti-depressants and shrinks or you would owe me so much more. Now, please correct my bill. You think you can find someone at this hi-tech company to correct my bill. Pleazzzzzzz I am fed up. By the way, check out the "I'm as Mad as hell" video on, and you will get a smidgen of a hint of how aggravated I really am. Have a nice day!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Good News today from GEICO Adjustor

I had a mishap with the old Cadillac that I drive, and wrote about it a while back. The power window controls had gone out of the car on the way to Indiana, and I could not get my window back up. It was colder than the dickens, and I was in Nashville about six hours away from my destination. I stopped at a Walmart and bought some plastic, tape and scissors and covered the hole in the side of the door with plastic. I had to wrap tape around the frame of the door many times to hold the plastic in place. It was very hard to drive because you do use the driver's side glass often, of course. I thought about backing down I-75 North, but thought that would not be too cool (just kidding).

I could not see well, at all, so I hit a colvert at my Aunt's house, and tore the whole underneath of the car up. GEICO has been real good to me even though I lost eighteen days of my life waiting for the car to be repaired. I just got a call from my aduster today, and there is some kind of new law in Georgia where an insured motorist gets a payment for diminished value of an automobile after an accident, so I am almost going to get enough to cover the cost of my motel room in Indiana. So, that is the good news for this day, and now I pray that I can avoid hitting more road hazards. The power windows are new now, so everything is good to go. My advice is that you always get out of the car to assess all things in your way if you have plastic on a window in your car. I thought I knew my Aunt's driveway because she has lived in the same house, since I was born, but I did not know it well enough.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Yes, I saw Hell freeze over!

I had my 99 Cadillac in issue haven over the coldest days ever in Madison, Indiana. I had traveled to Madison to visit my Grandmother, Helen B. Alexander, age 94, who fell and broke her hip. I left Macon, Georgia on the 26th of December, 2009, and was able to spend a few nights with an Uncle and an Aunt. I stayed a few nights with another Aunt, and then I checked into the Best Way Inn in Madison, Indiana aka The Hotel California, "where you check in and wonder when you will check out." I must say that Chandler's Chevrolet on Clifty Drive in Madison, Indiana did a fine job on my old Cadillac. On the morning of January 13, 2010, I was finally able to settle out the bill on the labor and parts for a new A frame or Cradle. I wanted to take a test drive, of course, because I had to travel back South to Macon, Georgia and the Monteagle is quite a mountainous area to travel through. I have traveled the road numerous times back and forth between Indiana/Kentucky and Macon, Georgia, since moving to Macon in 1981 with the Brown and Williamson folks.

I drove my car with Doug Van Horn sitting in the passenger seat. I told Doug to fasten his seat belt because I was going to do about 80 mph down the Hanging Rock Hill, lol. Doug said "you drive like I do." Of course, I did not drive the Hanging Rock Hill so fast, as there was still ice on the road. I drove down the hill made a left turn on Main Street, and then took the old Michigan Hill back up to the hill top and turned left on Clifty Drive. I must say the old Cadillac with 119k on it handled beautifully. I left a little after 10:00 AM and returned to Macon about 11:30 PM. I tell you what it is a long trip to make alone, and by the time I hit the 59 mile mark between Atlanta and Macon, I did not know if I could stay awake. I had to pull over a couple of times to stretch.

While in Madison, Indiana, I faced the most outrageous treatment. One of my tax clients overnighted me a $150 Official Check, and the Main Source Bank in Madison, Indiana refused to cash the check. In addition, the Centra Credit Union in Madison, Indiana refused to cash the check. I was able to get my Uncle to cash a $100 personal check for me, but after 18 days away from home, a person burns through cash. Thankfully, my two sisters, Brenda and Carol came to my rescue by wiring me a cash gift that I was able to pick up at the Walmart on Clifty Drive in Madison, Indiana.

I emailed the Senate Banking Committee about this horrid treatment that I received. I certainly hope that the Committee takes up such an issue. It is not acceptable at all that a bank will not accept an Official Bank Check, which is basically the same as a Cashier's check. These derelict women at the bank told me that they would have not have cashed a Cashier's check either!

I told the Banking Committee in my email that if loans can be handed out to people who cannot afford to pay rent, much less mortgages after 911, then why can a US Citizen not be able to cash an Official Bank Check, when stranded out of town?

I am outraged to say the least.

Linda J. Poole

Sunday, January 03, 2010

Madison Indiana

Well, I am here in cold, cold, cold Madison, Indiana with a broke down 99 Cadillac at Chandlers' Chevrolet. I hit the culvert at my Aunt Eva Clark's house in Chelsea and did some major strut damage to the under carriage of the car. Thankfully, the collision on my GEICO policy covers my little rental car, while I await the adjuster to look at my car tomorrow. I have $500 deductible, but that is a God send to have insurance coverage.

I drove up here to visit my Grandmother, Helen Alexander, who is 94 years old. My
grandmother who I call Mom-ma fell and broke her hip and had surgery at Kings Daughter's Hospital after Christmas. I spoke with Dr. Jackson at the hospital, and I remember him as a child. Soon, Mom-ma was moved to Thornton Terrace Nursing Home in Hanover, Indiana. This morning, I visited the nursing home, and Mom-ma was asleep with the food tray over the bed. I fed her some sausage and scrambled eggs, and she wanted some oatmeal. I mashed up some banana in her cold oatmeal, and added some milk and put it in the microwave in Mom-ma's room. Mom-ma ate quite a bit of the oatmeal, and now she is sleeping. I drove back to my room on Clifty Drive to take a nap, but then decided to have a cup of copy in the lobby. I have a small refrigerator in my room, with some groceries from Kroger, and I added some Gingerbread cream to my mug purchased in Gatlinburg in 2008, that says "Coffee Helping People Multi-Task since 1475." I have another mug that I purchased that says "You can either agree with me or be wrong." I know that is not pleasant for some to here, but you know I never worry about what other people think for the most part. You see I am not politically correct, at all. To me, PC is a computer! LOL

I may ride back to Thornton Terrace in a little while, as they are to have church at 1:00 today. I have met Nettie Grigsby, and a former Marine named Max Poling. Max had some problem with a back hoe that caused him quite a bit of pain on his right arm, and he has several pins in his arm. A lady passed away at the nursing home yesterday, and sadly I happened upon the funderal director signing the paper work in the hall. There is a lady in very bad shape in Mom-ma's room who is terminally ill with brain cancer that was in stage 4 and diagnosed just three months ago. The lady's name is Judy, and she is in her mid sixties. The family is distraught, and I do not know why Ms. Judy was moved into Mom-ma's room, since she is not expected to live. There are empty rooms that are available, I would think and the large family gathering in her room would like the privacy I am quite sure. Everytime, I enter room 105 to visit Mom-ma, I have to pass through the family of Ms. Judy's.

I am sort of aggravated with the care Mom-ma is being given, and I am afraid that my family is just waiting on Mom-ma to die. I ran into my Dad, Donald Owen Alexander on New Year's Eve, and he was very rude to me. My father is born of the devil himself, but that does not mean that Mom-ma is the devil. I do not know where my Dad got his evil way's from, at all. My aunts, Eva Clark and Wilma Conover act like a bunch of morons on the telephone, and I feel that my cousin Donna Jean is manipulating them. For some reason, Donna Jean is never around when I vist, so I smell a grand conspiriacy.

Oh well, my family is pretty dysfunctional for sure, and as a matter of fact, they pretty much broke the molds when most of them came into this world.

I am so fed up with people in Madison, Indiana, as I have been here about four times in the last couple of years, and they are so rude to this ole Hoosier gal, I was born Linda Jo Alexander on December 29, 1954 at the Kingsdaughter's Hospital. I was flat broke from my calamity of a car breakdown, and no money. I went to the Main Source Bank in Madison, and explained my situation yesterday to Karen Pritchard, and she said that they could not cash a check. I then when to Kroger on Clifty Drive and natta, the lady would not cash a check drawn on Park FCU, even though I had a Kroger card. If it were not for my Uncle Charles Alexander living here in Madison, I do not know what I would have done. I cashed a check for $100 from him, and was so thankful. In addition, I was shown some fine hospitlity from Uncle Charles and wife, Brenda, as I spent two nights with them this week.

I told some people that they may as well take "In God We Trust" of their Indiana tags because I have not met one Christian yet in Madison or Hanover nor God fearing person! I tell you these people are downright scoundrels! I am ashamed to call Madison, Indiana my home. I mean, I wrote all this nice stuff of being so proud of my hometown, and people have treated me like I landed here from Mars or something!

Oh well, have a nice day, nice month, nice year and don't take any wooden nickles!