Hannah
@hanstacey.bsky.social
Potter, drummer, hiker and Arsenal fan.
And now I know, with cold certainty:
I will be forever haunted by Emma from Milton Keynes and her ASDA SMS notifications. 👻
I will be forever haunted by Emma from Milton Keynes and her ASDA SMS notifications. 👻
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
And now I know, with cold certainty:
I will be forever haunted by Emma from Milton Keynes and her ASDA SMS notifications. 👻
I will be forever haunted by Emma from Milton Keynes and her ASDA SMS notifications. 👻
So here I remain, an eternal witness to Emma’s shopping decisions, bound to her account by forces that no customer service representative can undo.
My phone buzzes again.
Another code.
Another notification.
Another message meant for Emma but destined for me.
My phone buzzes again.
Another code.
Another notification.
Another message meant for Emma but destined for me.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
So here I remain, an eternal witness to Emma’s shopping decisions, bound to her account by forces that no customer service representative can undo.
My phone buzzes again.
Another code.
Another notification.
Another message meant for Emma but destined for me.
My phone buzzes again.
Another code.
Another notification.
Another message meant for Emma but destined for me.
Then came the sentence, the one that will echo forever.
Not difficult.
Not reversible.
Not something they could escalate.
Simply not possible.
Not difficult.
Not reversible.
Not something they could escalate.
Simply not possible.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
Then came the sentence, the one that will echo forever.
Not difficult.
Not reversible.
Not something they could escalate.
Simply not possible.
Not difficult.
Not reversible.
Not something they could escalate.
Simply not possible.
There was long typing. A longer sigh. "I'm putting you on hold", he muttered.
By the fifth minute, I was already in a trance-like state from ASDA hold music, a ten second loop of elevator jazz that has now carved itself into my skull. I will hear it when I sleep. I will hear it when I die.
By the fifth minute, I was already in a trance-like state from ASDA hold music, a ten second loop of elevator jazz that has now carved itself into my skull. I will hear it when I sleep. I will hear it when I die.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
There was long typing. A longer sigh. "I'm putting you on hold", he muttered.
By the fifth minute, I was already in a trance-like state from ASDA hold music, a ten second loop of elevator jazz that has now carved itself into my skull. I will hear it when I sleep. I will hear it when I die.
By the fifth minute, I was already in a trance-like state from ASDA hold music, a ten second loop of elevator jazz that has now carved itself into my skull. I will hear it when I sleep. I will hear it when I die.
After battling the automated phone maze, I reached a man who simply could not accept that I was not an ASDA customer.
“You do not have an order number?” he said. “That is because the orders are not mine,” I replied, already feeling my sanity thin. “I am not Emma. I have never been Emma.”
“You do not have an order number?” he said. “That is because the orders are not mine,” I replied, already feeling my sanity thin. “I am not Emma. I have never been Emma.”
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
After battling the automated phone maze, I reached a man who simply could not accept that I was not an ASDA customer.
“You do not have an order number?” he said. “That is because the orders are not mine,” I replied, already feeling my sanity thin. “I am not Emma. I have never been Emma.”
“You do not have an order number?” he said. “That is because the orders are not mine,” I replied, already feeling my sanity thin. “I am not Emma. I have never been Emma.”
They always hung up sounding unconvinced, as if I were pretending I did not want my own delivery.
Today was the breaking point.
Emma tried to reset her password five times in a row, and each time my phone buzzed with another ASDA text with her verification code. Finally, desperate, I called ASDA.
Today was the breaking point.
Emma tried to reset her password five times in a row, and each time my phone buzzed with another ASDA text with her verification code. Finally, desperate, I called ASDA.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
They always hung up sounding unconvinced, as if I were pretending I did not want my own delivery.
Today was the breaking point.
Emma tried to reset her password five times in a row, and each time my phone buzzed with another ASDA text with her verification code. Finally, desperate, I called ASDA.
Today was the breaking point.
Emma tried to reset her password five times in a row, and each time my phone buzzed with another ASDA text with her verification code. Finally, desperate, I called ASDA.
It started with the small things. Notifications announcing grocery orders that were not mine, messages asking if I was happy with substitutions for frozen peas, angry delivery drivers calling me because I (she) wasn't answering the door. I tried explaining.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
It started with the small things. Notifications announcing grocery orders that were not mine, messages asking if I was happy with substitutions for frozen peas, angry delivery drivers calling me because I (she) wasn't answering the door. I tried explaining.
For the last three years, I have been unwillingly and irreversibly entangled in the grocery shopping habits of a woman in Milton Keynes named Emma, who made one fatal mistake: she accidentally put my phone number on her ASDA groceries account.
And so the haunting began.
And so the haunting began.
October 31, 2025 at 12:41 PM
For the last three years, I have been unwillingly and irreversibly entangled in the grocery shopping habits of a woman in Milton Keynes named Emma, who made one fatal mistake: she accidentally put my phone number on her ASDA groceries account.
And so the haunting began.
And so the haunting began.
The last few weeks have felt living in some mad parallel universe. The club bus drove past the protest every home game. They can’t pretend they didn’t know the strength of feeling. Mind boggling.
July 7, 2025 at 6:14 PM
The last few weeks have felt living in some mad parallel universe. The club bus drove past the protest every home game. They can’t pretend they didn’t know the strength of feeling. Mind boggling.
Sorry but getting wound up about imaginary scenarios where predatory men are pretending to be trans to access women’s football is far worse whataboutery than being angry that footballing bodies do nothing when confronted with real life accusations of violence against women
May 1, 2025 at 7:10 PM
Sorry but getting wound up about imaginary scenarios where predatory men are pretending to be trans to access women’s football is far worse whataboutery than being angry that footballing bodies do nothing when confronted with real life accusations of violence against women
the FA/PL/ clubs consistently deploy finger pointing at each other to evade policy decisions. (FA/PL: 'a player's accused of SA? that's a club matter'. Clubs: 'that's a matter for football bodies'). It's maddening that they can act on this non-issue abt trans people and not on actual serious stuff.
May 1, 2025 at 11:55 AM
the FA/PL/ clubs consistently deploy finger pointing at each other to evade policy decisions. (FA/PL: 'a player's accused of SA? that's a club matter'. Clubs: 'that's a matter for football bodies'). It's maddening that they can act on this non-issue abt trans people and not on actual serious stuff.
That convo is too nuanced to talk about on Bluesky. My point is it’s a dire to ban an entire community of people (who statistically pose no risk to women) on ‘safety’ grounds while having crap safeguarding policies for instances when individual players are accused of actually harming women.
May 1, 2025 at 11:47 AM
That convo is too nuanced to talk about on Bluesky. My point is it’s a dire to ban an entire community of people (who statistically pose no risk to women) on ‘safety’ grounds while having crap safeguarding policies for instances when individual players are accused of actually harming women.
oh totally – my comment is more that it's a sad state of affairs and demonstrates a complete lack of perspective in society atm
May 1, 2025 at 10:53 AM
oh totally – my comment is more that it's a sad state of affairs and demonstrates a complete lack of perspective in society atm
...and yet the are players in the men's premier league who have been accused of sexually assaulting multiple women and continue to play every week, and the FA has nought to say. this has nothing to do with 'protecting women'.
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
CPS given file over Premier League footballer rape claims
The prosecution service will make a charging decision after being handed an evidence file by police.
www.bbc.co.uk
May 1, 2025 at 10:02 AM
...and yet the are players in the men's premier league who have been accused of sexually assaulting multiple women and continue to play every week, and the FA has nought to say. this has nothing to do with 'protecting women'.
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
Have been listening to this solidly since I saw this post - thank you for reminding me this song exists ❤️
April 28, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Have been listening to this solidly since I saw this post - thank you for reminding me this song exists ❤️
well they do they do say that arsenal need to be a bit more clinical in front of goal 😅
April 10, 2025 at 11:45 AM
well they do they do say that arsenal need to be a bit more clinical in front of goal 😅
I got this one too 😂 he looks like Luigi Mangione and Mikel Arteta's love child
April 10, 2025 at 11:42 AM
I got this one too 😂 he looks like Luigi Mangione and Mikel Arteta's love child
I feel obliged to warn you that ‘just a taster course’ is a very slippery slope 🤣 Look forward to seeing you on the throwdown next year x
March 9, 2025 at 11:08 PM
I feel obliged to warn you that ‘just a taster course’ is a very slippery slope 🤣 Look forward to seeing you on the throwdown next year x