UngsungBlog: A (Fantasy) Sports Blog

I do apologize to all my loyal readers (all none of you), as I’ve been quite occupied lately. I went to the UCLA-Washington football game on Saturday, and spent all day Sunday fixing my sister’s DOA computer.

I’ll talk about those, and offer my Week 3 NFL (Fantasy) Football thoughts another time.

Quick-hitters:

- What part of “Please Have Forms Ready Before Getting In Line” is so freaking hard for some people to understand?!? And don’t you sneer at me, stupid lady, for not allowing me to go ahead of you when the PO clerk called for the next customer, forcing us to wait for your stupid ass to finish filling out the forms! If you had either had your forms already filled out, or (novel idea!) fill them out BEFORE you get in line, we wouldn’t have this problem, would we?

I swear that was not a rant towards older people. It was simply a rant towards f**king stupid people.

- Speaking of shopping cart carelessness, my mom is guilty of this! On Sunday, we went grocery shopping, and I was pushing our cart towards the car. I looked into the cart, and noticed there weren’t that many bags of stuff to carry. As we passed the shopping cart corral (or whatever you call the area that the shopping carts are housed, in the front of the store), I stopped to grab most of the groceries.

(I was basically born to be a two-legged pack mule :P)

I asked my mom to push the cart back into the corral, and watched, to my horror, as my mom just left the cart right where we pushed it!

(Tangent: you know how some stores have the corral walled off? We were just on the other side of that wall. Five paces backwards, and the cart could have been deposited back into that area.)

I told my mom to push the cart into the corral, and what did she do? She pushed the cart towards the corral, and instead of turning right, in the direction of the corral, she turned left and pushed the cart besides a trashcan!

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFF????

- Time Warner sucks. I’ve been struggling to access simple web sites for over an hour now, and I only recently figured out why. Check this out:

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(I assure you that today’s blog isn’t all negative.)

- On Thursday, I got a tip from SlickDeals about Norton 360 being on sale at Office Depot for $80 - 30 MIR - 30 MIR - 20 MIR = $0 + tax. With decent resell value, I decided to hit up as many Office Depots as it would have taken to find two copies of Norton 360.

I went down the street to my nearest OD, where they only had the display box on the shelf. I took the display box to a cashier, who checked her computer to find three copies of 360 available. I asked for two, and she jokingly called me greedy :P.

Of course, the computer wasn’t updated, and all three copies were gone. She then told me that the system showed seven 360s in stock at another OD, and she called that OD to verify stock. She handed me the phone, and I stayed on hold for a good ten minutes! At that point, I just hung up, thanked the woman, and headed out towards that OD (I had to go to the bank anyway; more on that later).

When we reached the second OD, I found two copies of 360 on the shelf, so I quickly grabbed both. After browsing around the store for a bit, I asked my sister to purchase one copy for me, and we headed to the register. The cashier rang up my purchase, and kept making comments like “Oh! This comes with a rebate!” and “This is a good deal!” While doing that, she accidentally rang up my order as purchased with cash, so she had to undo and redo the order.

During this time, the guy behind us in line grabbed the copy I was purchasing, and said “How much in rebates do you get?” I just ignored him, and then he noticed that we were each buying a copy. He then asked, “Hey, [pointing to the box] do you know that this software is good for three users? Why are you buying two copies?” I ignored him, finished my transaction, and walked off while my sister was paying for “her” copy.

(Yeah, like I was going to tell him that I was buying these for resale.)

- I’ll end the blog with this gem: We swung by a Wamu that I’ve never been to, and walked into the lobby. There was a real nice guy there who held the door open for my sister and me, not realizing that we had to walk in one at a time. After she went in, he held the door open for me, and I insisted that he should go in first. He, in turn, insisted that I should go first, and we were going back and forth for a few seconds, until I gave in and walked through the door.

(Sound familiar, Krunk?)

(BTW, this story is a bit hazy; I pieced this story together based on what I heard, and what my sister saw.)

Once we got in, I heard a woman talking to a guy at the front of the bank, asking if she could go to the safe deposit box area. He said no, pointing out that her sister was already in there.

(Tangent: Is it a rule saying that only one person could be in the safe deposit box area at a time?)

She threw a hissy fit, and then demanded that she be allowed to go to the bathroom (no, this bank did not have public bathrooms). When the guy said that he couldn’t do that, the woman had none of it; she walked towards the safe deposit box area, right past the security guard! The guard stopped her, and she demanded to be let go, again reminding the world that her sister was also in there. She continued trying to walk past the guard, and the guy at the front told the guard to escort her to the bathroom.

A couple minutes later, I heard her screaming into her cell phone “I hate this branch! They’ve got only two tellers working here! I don’t know why I bother coming to this branch!”

Did I mention how much I hate f**king stupid people?

Au revoir.

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