So True! More than 10 years ago I found a style of Sketchers that I loved. I bought 2 pair.
One pair is still brand new in the box.
I was introduced to Waldläufer shoes a while back and made sure to get several pairs in the style I like. For which I am duly grateful, because they’ve apparently stopped making it.
A couple of Chick-fil-A mini rants. Nothing to do with their religious fucknuttery, that’s for a different rant.
I go into the office twice a week, Tues and Thurs. Lately I have been stopping at Chick-fil-A on the way home on Thurs to pick up a couple of salads for my wife and I for dinner.
Mini rant #1: Chick-fil-A has two drive thru lanes that merge into one after you order. They have decided to make one lane an “on line order only” express lane so you can jump in line ahead of all the suckers who wait until they actually get to the store to order their food. So now there is only one lane for ordering, which is backed up ten deep out into the parking lot.
I understand their reasoning - they want you to use the online app, and forcing you to otherwise sit in a long line is your incentive. Sorry, not going to play your stupid game! (They used to have about three or four kids with tablets patrolling the drive thru lanes to take your order before you ever get to the menu board. They have all suddenly disappeared. I wonder why?)
Mini rant #2: I pull up to the board and order my two Cobb salads. The girl on the speaker says “Sorry, we can’t do Cobb salads today.” I figure OK, maybe they’re out of hard boiled eggs or some other Cobb salad ingredient. So I try to order one of the other salads. “We can’t do any salads, we’re out of salad lettuce.” Well why the fuck didn’t you just say so in the first place? And at that point I couldn’t just pull out of the drive thru. So I had to figure out what else my wife might eat. (She’s not picky, just fairly selective for dietary reasons.)
First world problems, I know…
Probably because they don’t think they can afford to pay enough to attract them. Even if they are trying to drive people to online order, pissing off the folks that don’t isn’t a money maker.
And of course, it was lucky that you didn’t order online - the odds of the online system knowing they were out of lettuce seems to me to be very low.
If the line is too long I’ll just park in curbside delivery and order online from there. Then read til they bring me my order.
I took out a trial digital subscription of the local newspaper, mainly because I wanted to track accumulating rainfall since our weather turned mostly wet ten weeks ago. They do have a very nice onscreen facsimile of the physical newspaper, which is better for looking at the weather tables, and I give them credit for that. But it isn’t enough that I want to continue the subscription.
It turns out they’re click-to-subscribe and call-to-cancel. According to what I’ve found out from a cursory Google search, this is actually against FTC regulations, which might be why the website has a Cancel Subscription link that doesn’t do anything but tell you that you need to call a phone number. Possibly a loophole to get around the FTC.
So I tried to call them today at about 1:00 PM, and the office was already closed. When I finally do reach someone, I’ll have to give them my difficult last name, which is even full of difficult letters given how easily they can be mistaken for other, similar letter names. I might even have to verbally give them my email address; again, it’s a difficult one because when I made it up, over 15 years ago, I never imagined I’d have to give it to anyone iver the phone.
Pee
Eye
Tee
Aitch
Eee
Cee
…
Oh, just shoot me now.
The Chik Fil a near me has two lines (as far as i know still two regular drive through lanes). The lanes are bormally backed up to the street and down the block to the traffic light. Memphians apparently really like that chicken.
Personally i like Wendys better and the line isny as long.
Breaking: when I came into work today, my supervisor gave me a form to sign, accepting the transfer to Portland, effective July 16. So my brother agreed to put up with me in his house for a couple of weeks, and my sister is going to fly down from Oregon and drive my car back up while I drive a Uhaul full of my household goods.
So I guess it’s all coming together as well as it can be hoped for.
Still wish I still had Joan, though.
Serves you right for supporting their “religious fucknuttery”.
To be honest, I’d much rather support the Popeyes a block or two up the road. But my wife will absolutely not eat anything from Popeyes because it’s all deep fried (except for the blackened chicken strips, but those are too spicy). I guess I could make two stops on the way home…
This is rich.
American Electric Power has withdrawn from the Columbus Pride parade and festival this weekend. Not for the reasons you might think - but because AEP’s reputation is so bad, the company says it feared that hostile reaction to the AEP “team” might detract from the event.
AEP is being criticized for deliberately shutting off power to some Columbus neighborhoods this past week, claiming that storms and heat made it necessary so that worse outages could be avoided.
I am thankful (at least for now) that I no longer live in AEP’s coverage area, as they were always a utility whose performance ranged from marginal to shitty. Too bad they pulled out of the parade - it would’ve been fun to see coverage of Columbusites raining boos and rotten vegetables down on the AEP marchers.
I also have the best shoes ever, also Merrell, also very old. Just this year I relegated them to lawnmower/yard work duty.
I bought another pair of Merrells last year. They are ok, but they are not as perfect as my lawnmower shoes are.
mmm
Okay, so there’s this dude I’ve known for a very long time. He invited me to a weekly board game night Lo these many decades ago, and it’s become a tradition of sorts. It’s very small, in terms of general attendance, but it’s been a very much looked forward to part of the week for us for many, many years now.
This past one didn’t go so well for him, and went very well for me. (Disclaimer: the games we tend to play are fairly heavy on strategy and lighter on luck than most, with exceptions.) In fact, I cleaned up pretty well at multiple games. He was groaning at several points how I was, necessarily unwittingly given the nature of the games, screwing up his strategy at every turn. I entirely take his word for it, given the nature of the games, and this isn’t a new complaint by far, and I never know what to say.
So he’s had stresses and dissatisfaction with his life and the world in general, and I’ve known that for years as well. So I guess that’s why I was surprised to find a Vaguebook on last night, saying that he might skip game night for a while because he does it to try to relax, and can’t if he’s constantly frustrated by me frustrating him.
I’m of decidedly mixed emotions about this. I mean, it’s his right to avoid stress and yeah, game night is supposed to be fun for everyone. But I’m a Facebook friend of his. Have been for a long time now, and he knows this. So is the current host of the weekly event. So now I’m sitting here feeling incredibly awkward, and I’m kind of ticked off for being put in this position to begin with. He was clear, albeit in a comment reply, that he knows I’m not and can’t be doing this on purpose, but in his frustration, I don’t think he gave a thought about me possibly seeing this or how I’d react, and I’m not sure how to approach this in general.
Like I said, we’ve known each other for an extremely long time, and I knew what I got into, but I feel like I’ve been put in an awkward corner, now and going forward, and I have no idea how to get out of it or approach it.
Now I’m frustrated.
I’d ignore it and let him get over the rather juvenile snit on his own.
What’s equally off putting and annoying is that the post is phrased (deliberately or not, I can’t say) in a way that he’s getting a lot of sympathy, with one comment asking if he shouldn’t consider kicking me out.
And a couple of them were attendees of this game night years and years ago, before the whole having families thing intervened. (Friends of his, tho’, not mine, so I guess it makes sense. It’s just annoying, like I said.)
I did a thing tonight that I maybe shouldn’t ought to have done. I did it because I was drinking, and frankly I’m shnockered right now and I can’t go to sleep so I post this instead.
We went out tonight to one of the best restaurants in town. We are somewhat known there. They put us in a small room with about six other tables. At one of the other tables was a young lady who was piercingly, frequently, extremely loud. She yelled everything she said at a ridiculous volume.
I am such a doormat, y’all. I just wanted to ignore it and have a nice night out. But this girl…in all my years of restaurant visits, she was exemplary. All the folks in that small room were trying to cope, but…trust me, it was unbearable. And because I was drinking, I suddenly broke and screamed at her. I wasn’t rude. I said, “You’re loud. YOU’RE LOUD. YOU’RE LOUD!!!” In a nice restaurant, I shrieked this. Like trash.
Then everyone else in that room turned and backed me up. I was the hero, but I’m also ashamed. The franchise owner is a neighbor of ours, I feel I owe him an apology.
This is not me, but also, yes it is.
Not all heroes wear capes.
Did she start speaking at a lower volume?
She said, “You could ask to be moved!” and several folks at other tables turned to her and said, “We did!”, and “You could lower the volume!”, etc. as we were leaving the room. We had to wait for the waiter to bring our check, and their group came out right behind us. I was apologizing to the manager, and could hear her still protesting and her boyfriend apologizing as well. Then we bravely ran away before she decided to kick my ass.
I’ve had a rotten hangover today though. Loud Girl’s Revenge.
Did people at the other tables leave you tips?