Following on from yesterday’s rant about my Flickr account, I thought I’d give it a decent amount of time before trying again – lest I ruin a perfectly good mood.
Whatevs. It’s still a shitty situation.
So I go to log in. I am asked for a verification code – which they promptly send to my gmail account. I cut and paste the verification code into the box presented to me (see below).
I am then returned to the original login screen (see below). I repeat the process 3 more times. Same same.
Oh, except they have the wrong user name for me. Even though I signed in as the right name, they are replying with the wrong one. WTF.
Srsly I hope this shows up in at least 1 search and some other poor bastard can know that they are not alone…
PS. Here’s the kicker. I got in. Eventually. And I only have 70 photos of Flickr. SEVENTY. Ok, I know the 2000+ disappeared last year, but the other several thousand? Shame on you Flickr, shame on you.
Qito is 8 years old this month! At the urging of Azha (who thought I had stuff to write about) I started it to have FAQ information for all my clients in London – it was easier having a resource here, than repeating myself day in and day out.
I also used to write a lot, when I was in the London bubble. Then I left and the world changed. So it’s still sitting here. And each time I think I’ll delete it and start over, someone will email me and say thank you. Or that they have printed out the WHOLE THING. So I’ll leave it here for now..
In the meantime, I made a new site just for photos. She’s quite nice I think. And I don’t use the word nice lightly.
Since 2006 I had a pro account with Flickr. A pro account is an account I paid for. I had several thousand photographs stored there. Until May 2013 there were no problems with my account – I uploaded photographs easily, and the community was growing nicely.
Then they removed the Pro accounts. No, I did not get a refund.
Over 3000 of my photographs disappeared. I’m 6000 miles from home – I do not have access to these images in Bali. Flickr was my storage system. I have lost count of the number of times I’ve contacted customers services. No one has ever replied to me. Ever.
Today I attempted to log in. I was told I needed a new Yahoo account to do so. So I created the new aforementioned Yahoo account. When I cut and paste the security code they had so kindly sent to my gmail account, I was told it was wrong. After 3 attempts, they freeze your account for 12 hours.
Oh, but they do recommend contacting customer support. Except you can’t communicate with them for 12 hours, because your fucking account is frozen. Seriously, who is responsible for this atrocious situation?
Oh, and whilst in my rarely used gmail account, I see requests for payment for my Pro account. You know, the one that was cancelled, without refund over a year ago. WTF?
I missed this man. And his scissor skills. Jonny from Lockonego.
This is my church. My temple. My sunrises and sunsets – the liminal hours of magic and wonder. Usually I have the beach pretty much to myself. There are always a couple of surfers, dog walkers and fishermen. Sunday was different (see below) 100s of people created a vacation vibe.
I am learning to surf upon these blue waves. Slowly slowly – there is much to learn. It is complex, scary and beautiful. This is why I live here. This is what I love here. And, for the first time in my life I am learning to relax. To be at peace around other people, to allow and to be. Long time coming Sukes. I love my life xo
And while I’m at it – my Indiegogo campaign has 16 days left to run! Buy buy buy at Suki Rising.
I have launched an Indiegogo campaign called Suki Rising!
I am selling photographs, to raise funds to replace my camera and laptop. The first prints are fresh from the printers – they look gorgeous :)
So many thanks to those who have already purchased prints xo