An open letter to APS and the City of Peoria

I'm a good person. I pay my taxes and obey all traffic laws. I don't drive drunk or sell drugs or spray paint public property. I'm an average girl just trying to keep my head above water during these grueling summer months. So it really chaps my hide when I get my electric bill for June and it's $238. I've NEVER had a bill that high before. Especially not for June. What the hell is it gonna look like in August? Apparently we used just over 2000Kwh in May. I think that is a big load of horse shit! We're two people living in a 1200 square foot home, for crying out loud. We are so careful. You don't even know. We don't ever turn our thermostat below 78 and we don't run anything that doesn't need to be run until after 9:00p.m. or until the weekend when it's "cheaper." So I call APS and I very nicely ask "how could this possibly be? we are extremely careful." She gave me all retard questions and I answered them all right and then I said the meter must be wrong. She said "no...they're not wrong....they're never wrong." Apparently I missed the notice of the 16% rate hike. I probably just tuned it out with it being like the 3rd rate hike in under 2 years. Now, I work in retail and I know what it's like to have angry customers take their frustrations out on innocent workers, hell half my blogs are about those assholes. But this will not stand:

Dear APS,

How do you bastards sleep at night? I mean really? You think it's okay to jack your prices up every time we aren't looking just because you can't stay in the black? that's really not my problem. how about you take the financial hit for a change instead of passing it on to us working stiffs who do our damdest to use electricity wisely! Do you even have a soul left? how about you renogiate your deal with the devil to at least make it cooler outside so we stand some sort of chance against you, you evil nuclear montsters!!!!! To quote a great teacher "You go to hell. You go to hell and you die!"

Sincerely,
Romanian Cracker

Furthermore, I get a day off with my sweety and it's 117 outside (at 1:00 today it was 111 in the shade on our back padio) so we laid low and had a nice nap on the couch, a lovely dinner and then decided to go watch fireworks at the Peoria Sports Complex. So I get online and see that they begin at 9:15. Great. That gives us plenty of time to drive out and find an empty space to sit. I love fireworks. They make me so happy. At 8:40 we leave and what do I see as I'm pulling out of my neighborhood? You guessed it. Peoria jumped the gun and was already blowing fireworks at 8:45. What the hell? My store hours are posted and I don't get to close even a minute early from what we promise we'll stay open. So where the hell does Peoria get off blowing their wads early? I don't care if all those families got to go and get their rug rats to bed. I pay my city taxes. Jesus Christ if you say you're not fireworking until 9:15 then don't freaking start fireworking until 9:15!!!

Dear City of Peoria,

Who died and gave you permission to put your show on 30 minutes early? I mean if I hadn't looked over in your damned direction I would've missed the whole thing. Do you enjoy making us look like fools pulling off the road and pulling out lawn chairs in the middle of the freaking desert like little jackasses in front of all our neighbors? You must because there you went and did it, you limey basatards. My mother didn't sell everything and pack us up to move to this country for me not to be able to enjoy my rights as an American citizen, you pricks. I get one freaking holiday with fireworks and I gotta watch them from an empty field next to my house and squint my eyes to see your pathetic excuse for fireworks from 6 miles away. You're lucky I didn't get bit by a motherfing scorpion cause god damn it would've been soooo on.

Sincerely,
Romanian Cracker
P.S. That was the lamest finale I ever saw! Your momma!

So I hope you had a great 4th of July....we did. God bless America.