While at the grocery store today, one of the 6 folks who actually stop by and read my dribble, got to chatting with me. Talking about work, current events in my life and whether or not I’m still getting exercise due to the immense heat lately.
For anyone else interested, yes, I’m still doing at least something to get some exercise every day. Though mostly it’s limited to indoor walking in malls and such. Aside from that, I generally do any yard work really early in the morning on weekends when it’s somewhat not killing me (the aforementioned heavy booted individual standing on my chest discomfort I get in such heat).
In which such events has lead me to doing a lot of Window Shopping for various items I desire in my new future. At least the future I picture for myself anyways. Something that is quite out of character for me. I’ve always wanted a family and always wanted whatever my significant other wanted for home furnishings. I wouldn’t go as far as saying I’m being Metrosexual (as apparently it doesn’t fit the definition anyways), though I do have a color scheme in mind. I think it’s because I finally stopped living for someone else and started living for myself. (and my puppy dog) Though I don’t know what kind of person that makes me. If anything, it will at least make me happy
Why is it when you go to the store for groceries, you always come home with about ten bags too many? I’m not talking about buying more than you intended, I’m talking about idiot clerks who only put 1 or 2 items in a bag. Which not only wastes bags that will most likely end up in a landfill rather than recycling, but also costs the company that they work for more money just so they can pay them to use too many bags.
Just in the last shopping trip, the following items got their very own special bag:
So why couldn’t the Napkins and Toilet Paper share a bag? What about putting the eggs on the bottom and the loaf of bread on top of it? Why couldn’t the Orange Juice be packaged with the Pickles I bought? I just don’t understand what goes through the clerks head. I even try to make it easy for them. When I unload the cart, I keep things in groups.
So this trip got me 17 bags when I could have packed them myself and saved at least 5 bags. Items like a gallon of Milk has a handle, so I’m not worried if that’s bagged at all. Or a six pack of soda can be hung on the edge of the shopping cart since they have that plastic holding them together. Saves on room in the cart and since it’s all going into either the trunk or the back of the truck for the ride home, it’s not like I’m going to piss and moan over a little condensation.
And what is the incessant need to double bag a single 2 liter of soda? What a waste!
Honestly, I’m thinking we could cut down on a lot of costs if these stores would hold a retraining of these moronic and wasteful employees. Granted, I have reusable bags, but I had the wrong car. Otherwise I would’ve packed my own damn groceries as per normal. Guess I need to just tell these clerks to step aside and I’ll do it myself.
If you want something done right….
I haven’t had a chance to post this until now as I’ve been busy building a big website. More on this in my next post (which you may have read above this one).
This weekend I found that there are a handful of people who actually give a crap about their job and do it willingly despite the fact that I tried to call them out as a person who only seeks a paycheck. Let me point out right now that I was the one who was wrong and am willing to admit it. However, in the majority of cases, this sale would’ve never completed.
ON WITH THE STORY!
On Saturday we went shopping for food, etc, when I wandered off to the electronics department. I was driven to do this as you recall, because I moved from the UK to the US servers to play my beloved World of Warcraft. This in turn forces me to repurchase the game and all of it’s expansions. So, I was looking for a deal to save some money on doing so. To my surprise, I found the Burning Crusade Expansion for only $19.96. I wasn’t able to find that low of a price anywhere. At least not anywhere I’d put my credit card. As I started back to the family, I noticed the package had been opened and resealed. So I go back to the Electronics department to find all 3 copies to be the same way.
Knowing that I don’t actually need the game discs, but the key codes, I realized these had already been stolen and purchasing the game would’ve be a futile exercise in wasting money. So I put the game down.
That night I searched the net, Amazon, Newegg and all the popular shopping sites; even Wal-Mart’s website. No luck.
Sunday after 7 hours of straight WoW time, I figure it’s time to get up and go do something else. While driving I decide to check our other local stores. My first stop was Best Buy. Our store is the worst layout ever and impossible to find much of anything small like a game box in. On top of the fact I haven’t purchased anything from Best Buy in years as I have firmly believed for a long time that it’s the most ill named store ever. I’ve never gotten the Best Buy from them.
Sure enough I find the game, and it’s $29.99. So I head out to go the the Target next door to see what they have.
On my way out, a girl asked me, “Did you find everything OK sir?”. At this point I started to do the head down, and quietly leave thing, but I muttered “I did, but not at the right price.”. She quickly responded they do price matching before I got to the second set of doors.
At this point my evil streak kicked in, knowing my multitude of experiences in useless retail workers who are only out to get a paycheck. So I’m thinking I’ll shut this lady down, show an evil smile and be on my way.
I reply, “Well I don’t have a flier or online site that will give you proof of the price I seek”. As I think to myself, I’ve got this. She replies, “I can call the store in question and we can use that as proof.”.
OK. Now I realize that the kid working at Wal-Mart will simply point click and say no. So I tell her Wal-Mart and she does some digging and then locates a phone number for the store. She calls and sure enough that’s the reply we received from Wal-Mart. I then told her to tell the clerk to “Get off his ass, and walk over to the game shelf, count four rows down and it’s in the center. There will be 3 copies of it.”. She grins and proceeds to inform the clerk.
Sure enough after a couple minutes, she confirms the cost and I only pay $19.96 for the game. I wished I had gotten her name to write a thank you email to her boss. It’s not often that you get that kind of service in retail anymore. Even in a hard economy, I generally end up with the clown who is either on the cellphone with their significant other or chatting with another “r-tard” employee doing next to nothing while I get no real service.
(title provided by my friend Will)
So I go into Target on Saturday to pick up a new Trash Can and anything else we may need for the next week, and my wife points out that there is canned air on sale. I say, “yeah, its about time to take all the PC’s and give them a good dusting again”. As being the Computer Genius I am, I know the importance of keeping the hardware clean. It helps the components run cooler and last longer and helps prevent the issue of metallic particles in dust causing a short on the circuit boards and silicone chip connections. Even the most inept PC user should do this once every six months, and they should be capable of using a phillips screwdriver to open the case with (if necessary – most newer cases are tool-less).
But when I got to the check-out, the lady asked for my ID. Not only to verify my age, but to scan the back of it. WTF? OK feels almost like the government is watching to see if I’m about to take over the world with gigantic balloons powered by Dust Remover. Granted, that was the immediate thought. Why do you need my ID for canned air? Then it dawned on me as I was grabbing the bags and walking away. It’s these yuppie looser Emo bastard teeny bopper self-cutting dipshits looking for a cheap high or an easy suicide solution! Just adding more frustration for us level headed people. We can’t even buy cleaning products without being ID’d for it. What’s next? An age restriction to work at fast food because kids like to sniff floor cleaners?
I call it population control. I have never, nor will I ever have sympathy for suicidal people. If you are such a loser that you need an easy out, then by all means do it. Get off my planet and make room for those of us who choose to live a decent life. But if all you need is to get high, then do it with weed like the rest of the normal world and stop making my life more complicated at the local shopping complex.
Clean the inside of your computer once every six months to help extend it’s life. And don’t sniff the canned air!!