was it the chad?

2000.11.19 14.37

Been a busy week. Went into the office and made the most of being out in the open area, out of an office. Find myself cursing out loud less often. All surfing now is G-Rated no matter what. Off-color joke emails get deleted quickly. Adjusted my screen resolution to 1600x1200 so that no normal human can read it without pressing face against screen. Some dork walked off with my blue squishy ball. Dammit. My awesome Huffy Micro Scooter keeps getting borrowed and not returned. I can't cry in private anymore. Ha ha.

Found out big cans of dog food were on sale at Wal-Mart for 66 cents a can. Bought 48 cans. Saw neat stainless steel thermos bottles for sale. Put two into my cart. Went to checkout lane in the garden department. Scary giant cashier lady there said she had to scan each can one at a time. I begged her not to. She said her manager told her she had to. Dammit. Waited forever. She dropped one of my neat stainless steel thermoses on the floor. Handing it to me I found a dent and asked if I could switch it with another. She said O.K. Got new one. She was on can #28 around then. At end of this agonizing process, I took receipt and counted each individual scan. 48 cans. Good. Expressed further disgust and left store. In parking lot I found only one of my thermos bottles in the bag. Went back inside. Scary giant cashier lady was gone. Little old lady with yellow marker was there. Showed yellow marker lady my receipt and noticed my other thermos was still sitting on counter. Marker lady wouldn't let me take it. Asked her to bring back giant scary cashier lady. Marker lady huffed off. Minutes later, scary giant cashier lady returned and said, "I thought you were only buying one." Shoved my receipt into her giant face and pointed out the two scans for each thermos. As if she couldn't believe it, she said after a long pause that I could take the thermos. Glared at yellow marker lady on my way out. That was a suck.

Thinking about this manual recount business. Still doesn't make sense why they don't do it across the entire state. Why only count manually in 4 big ass democratic counties? Guess losing three times in a row isn't enough for Gore.

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Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed here are my own only and in no way represent the views, positions or opinions - expressed or implied - of my employers both past and present. « insanity / gimme some mo \| Main \| these dreams, those dreams, whatever » was it the chad? 2000.11.19 14.37 Been a busy week. Went into the office and made the most of being out in the open area, out of an office. Find myself cursing out loud less often. All surfing now is G-Rated no matter what. Off-color joke emails get deleted quickly. Adjusted my screen resolution to 1600x1200 so that no normal human can read it without pressing face against screen. Some dork walked off with my blue squishy ball. Dammit. My awesome Huffy Micro Scooter keeps getting borrowed and not returned. I can't cry in private anymore. Ha ha. Found out big cans of dog food were on sale at Wal-Mart for 66 cents a can. Bought 48 cans. Saw neat stainless steel thermos bottles for sale. Put two into my cart. Went to checkout lane in the garden department. Scary giant cashier lady there said she had to scan each can one at a time. I begged her not to. She said her manager told her she had to. Dammit. Waited forever. She dropped one of my neat stainless steel thermoses on the floor. Handing it to me I found a dent and asked if I could switch it with another. She said O.K. Got new one. She was on can #28 around then. At end of this agonizing process, I took receipt and counted each individual scan. 48 cans. Good. Expressed further disgust and left store. In parking lot I found only one of my thermos bottles in the bag. Went back inside. Scary giant cashier lady was gone. Little old lady with yellow marker was there. Showed yellow marker lady my receipt and noticed my other thermos was still sitting on counter. Marker lady wouldn't let me take it. Asked her to bring back giant scary cashier lady. Marker lady huffed off. Minutes later, scary giant cashier lady returned and said, "I thought you were only buying one." Shoved my receipt into her giant face and pointed out the two scans for each thermos. As if she couldn't believe it, she said after a long pause that I could take the thermos. Glared at yellow marker lady on my way out. That was a suck. Thinking about this manual recount business. Still doesn't make sense why they don't do it across the entire state. Why only count manually in 4 big ass democratic counties? Guess losing three times in a row isn't enough for Gore. « insanity / gimme some mo \| Main \| these dreams, those dreams, whatever »