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grrgoylI talked before about store people assuming we are complete idiots during an inventory. Last night at Petsmart this was illustrated definitively. Petsmart's procedures dictate that they place strips of brightly-colored paper between products that are different so we don't count them as the same. Whereas this is sometimes actually helpful in the case of, say, gerbil food where two boxes are identical except one is orange flavored chips and one is yogurt, I came across the subject of this post on an endcap of bird feeders. The shelf had six rows of cheap, plastic, nondescript, globe-shaped feeders in small boxes. The last item on the shelf, however, was a tall, ceramic feeder molded into the shape of a quaint English country home. And yes, they had the audacity to stick one of their little dividers between them. Am I blind?? Or maybe I just have an IQ in the double digits. I would hope anyone who reads this journal can tell that neither is the case. I took such umbrage at this that I dragged several co-workers over to point it out (see? how many morons do you know use the word "umbrage"???)
Chris Tilley (my sometime nemesis, always good for amusing banter, but usually amusing in the sense of "You're kidding, right?") was going on the other night about his application to Halliburton to work in Iraq for a year. "They pay $100,000 a year, and the first $80,000 is tax-free if you stay the whole year!" he gushed. This was crazy enough talk, but then he started trying to sell me on the idea. "You can get out of debt in only a year instead of five!" I said I would rather work for five years in the RGIS salt mines than one day in Iraq. The sad thing is he sees this as his only ticket out of RGIS, kind of like kids see enlisting in the military as their only ticket out of the ghetto. I told him I'd keep an eye on the internet for the video of him being beheaded.
The punchline to this is the very next day I signed online and the first headline I see on AOL is "Three beheaded bodies found in Iraq." Oh, now that is almost poetic.
Chris Tilley (my sometime nemesis, always good for amusing banter, but usually amusing in the sense of "You're kidding, right?") was going on the other night about his application to Halliburton to work in Iraq for a year. "They pay $100,000 a year, and the first $80,000 is tax-free if you stay the whole year!" he gushed. This was crazy enough talk, but then he started trying to sell me on the idea. "You can get out of debt in only a year instead of five!" I said I would rather work for five years in the RGIS salt mines than one day in Iraq. The sad thing is he sees this as his only ticket out of RGIS, kind of like kids see enlisting in the military as their only ticket out of the ghetto. I told him I'd keep an eye on the internet for the video of him being beheaded.
The punchline to this is the very next day I signed online and the first headline I see on AOL is "Three beheaded bodies found in Iraq." Oh, now that is almost poetic.
