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December 28, 2005

Best Buy

Shit’s not happening around here thanks to Best Buy. Ok, Best Buy, and Frida who decided that chewing through the A/C adapter was a surefire way to gain respect among the other cats. Sure, this could have been thwarted months ago, when the laptop just started shutting off on it’s own, but somehow we missed the damage she was doing. So, Thursday I forced Jeri to enter the doors of Best Buy, and we headed towards the laptop accessory aisle. I started looking at the different adapters, when Jeri grabbed the pre-pubescent Best Buy clerk, Mike. Mike asked what kind of laptop we had, and then grabbed an adapter, and said with great confidence, “this is all you need”. I took his confidence to mean, hey Best Buy is finally hiring people who know their shit…Of course upon arriving home, demolishing the plastic casing to get the adapter out, I find that indeed Best Buy still hires idiots and no, this adapter is anything But what we need.

Friday, I call Best Buy, explain the dilemma and am told by yet another brilliant Best Buy employee, “I don’t know why he had you buy that, it’s not compatible”. Do you one that is? I asked. “Um…lemme check….no.” I start to ask if he could point me in the right direction, when he recommended that I visit the Best Buy website, and order a replacement part. I headed over to the Best Buy site, just to see how much they were going to gouge me for (the first wrong adapter was $125). It seems that Best Buy wasn’t going to be any clearer with their website. I could spend either $93.00, or I could spend $173.00. What’s the difference between the two? Best Buy didn’t make that clear.

I found the adapter I needed at BBTech for $29.99.

Fuck you Best Buy.

Dental Net

Today from the dental office:

You have another unnecessary appointment today, and you awready cancelled yesterday’s unnecessary appointment so I need to know if you're gonna be here today.

I called on Friday to cancel my appointments.

No, you di int. You cancelled the appointment for yesterday.

I’m very sorry about that, I thought I had cancelled all appointments with you. (I didn’t elaborate on the matter of Why I cancelled)

No, you di int. You know we made that appointment for you, and if you weren’t going to be there we could have given it to someone else.

(Um…long pause…I suppose I should have inserted some sort of sheepish comment here)

What are you going to do differently in the fut ure to handle your cancellations?

(um…what the hell?)

It’s very impor ant that you give plenty of notice when canceling an appointment. We made an appointment just for you and you cancelled it. An now you’re canceling another.

Um..

What are you going to do differently about this in the fut ure?

What?

How are you going to go about this in the fut ure?

(um…doesn’t matter, not going to you in the future)

You’re going to call us well in advance to cancel your appointment, K?

(um)

K?

‘Cuz you need to give extra notice K?

Ahhh

'Cuz we make the appointme for you K?

OHkay.

So did this bitch get off on her stance here? I’m really quite tempted to schedule an appointment, cancel, reschedule, cancel over and over again.

December 15, 2005

Pussy of a Youth

I remember when I was a kid, my dad had this bizarre little scheme he wanted me to participate in. He'd constantly tell me to Man up ya little puss!, as if that would ensure my role. Even though he hasn't mentioned it in awhile,I wonder if he's still disappointed in me, especially now that someone else has done it.

December 14, 2005

Home Movies

I had posted some pictures of my family from many years ago. Thanks to Jeri cleaning out some treasures, I've found some video footage of my mom reacting to the fact that she, my brother and I had participated in a Passover Seder with (oddly) some friends of my parents.
I also managed to find some clips featuring Jeri's hero(s)...(resurrection) and (edgecrusher)...I don't remember who she is always praising, Burton or Ray...I suppose it doesn't matter anyway.

December 12, 2005

Law School

It's been decided that I will take the reins of the I Should Have Been A Sommelier blog due to a blatant disregard for keeping me apprised of the coed antics that occur at law school. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, What the fuck do you know about law school Joshua?. And that my friends, is what will be an ongoing theme throughout my blogging over there.....what do I know, and just how much can be written about nothing. Actually, I believe that if I begin a steady regimine of maximizing research-based differentiated lessons I could in effect, recontextualize real-world niches. AND!...should adAdministration allow me the freedom to synergize synergistic staff development, I can increase the benchmark used for intuitive initiatives. Apply this concept to my pathetic grasp of legal matters, and away we go!
The articles relating to sommeliers? That will require some research.

Framed

Every month my entries are carefully boxed up, and neatly stowed away in the archives of Visceraman1.com. (And of course, now I've screwed myself, as Administration will no doubt read this, and upon my return home screech *THEN WHY THE FUCK CAN'T YOU PICK UP YOUR ____________?!* Anyway, that is a small digression, and the faithful v1 readers need not concern themselves with my safety - I am among other things, a highly trained martial artist, boxer, former defensive end, green beret, ghost etc., and can take care of myself.

What does suck about this inherit neatness, is that my page then looks like I've only bothered to write 1 entry, and more importantly, comments can be hidden away. For example:

De-icing(or anti-icing) is the process of spraying a warm/hot glycol-water mixture, not terribly unlike automotive antifreeze, on the control surfaces of the aircraft to keep ice from forming(and to remove ice that has already formed). If things like ailerons, flaps, and rudders "ice up", they don't work too well. And that can be disastrous. Remember that plane that went into the Potomac river 20 or so years ago? That's what can happen. Mind you, that was an absolute clusterfuck, but lack of proper deicing procedures played a part.

I should stop here and interject the announcement that *Guy at airport* will begin his own category, where notions that confuse me, are clearly explained. This weeks feature will be a two part series entitled, "The Progression of the Opry Hair". (*Guy*, feel free to take as much time at work as needed....I've cleared it with the gentleman with the small tattoo on his neck, who claims he's your fearless leader....and by the way, thank you.)

December 08, 2005

What?

Once again, administratin has brought it to my attention, that there's been a noticeable lag in posting; and as usual, I don't really have any justification for this sort of behaviour. Well, perhaps I do. On the home front, in addition the usual harrassment, I've been dabbling in a bit of Gun, an anticipated release for my trusted console. The story portion of the game is actually fairly brief, or so it seemed. Perhaps it was the solid 14 hours of time spent sprawled out in front of it, or perhaps it was my innate gunman abilities that allowed me to move effortlessly through the missions. I did think a western based game was a pretty novel idea. I haven't played one since the days of The Oregon Trail, and since Gun included throat slitting, prostitutes and dismemberment, it was in an entirely different genre.
For the most part however, the story portion wasn't that challenging, which was a bit disappointing. There were a few missions that took time to complete, but those were few and far between. Those seemed to consist mostly of the standard, shoot this guy in the head repeatedly with your trusty rifle until his health meter dwindles away, And once the story portion was complete, it seemed tedious to continue with the poker, pony express missions etc. Mostly the poker, and that was because of the repetitive sound effects, hell even Jeri tired of those, and she's usually one for dancing and hand clapping to the sound effects. This weekend, after returning Gun (on time for once), I will give Jade Empire a shot. Sure it's an older game, but I lacked the proper console back then. Having been impressed with Fable, I am anticipating a lack of disappointment. (I did finish THUG: American Wasteland)

The drawing process is not going as smoothly as I had envisioned. I am prone to drawing the exact same profile over and over again, the same nose, the same lips. And the same quality as a blind 4 year old poisoned with Thalidomide.

Now if only I could pull Kerry away from his Republican Propaganda...

Audiolicious!

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