The level of selfishness displayed by a select few individuals in this city is appalling. Trying to get a share-bike scooter can be quite the adventure. First two I reserved using the nifty app happened to be sans chains. Fine, the app tells me where the next one is so I figure, “What, one klick? No problem! I’ll use a share bike (regular bike, non-electric) to ride to it.” Dream on! I passed seven of them, two with no chain and five with personal locks on them. Selfish scum pull that stunt. I did finally get to the electric scooter, but that is not the kind of adventure I dream of.
And don’t get me started on the geniuses who pull out of the school gate every morning, turning left (disregarding the clearly visible “no left turn” sign) into oncoming traffic ruing the height of the morning rush hour.
I wish to rant about people in other countries who start the monthly rant seven and a half hours early (ten and a half hours early for our friends on the west coast) just because they live in some God-forsaken place somewhere on the planet that doesn’t even know what day it is, let alone what time!
I mean, I might have had an absolutely brilliant title for this month’s rant thread. (I might have, but I didn’t, but so what? I might have!)
Y’all do know it was June “Where America’s Day Begins” before it was June here, right?
And thanks. The title came to me three weeks ago during a discussion about a certain TV series and certain Americans who believe that’s exactly what certain foreigners abetted by Democrats are “stealing from ‘us’”.
I brought some older board games in to a local store for their annual used game sale. Customers bring in games, other customers buy them, and the sellers get store credit. It’s a big event in the local gaming community.
But this year, the store adopted a new policy; no games can be sold in shrink wrap.
This is nonsense. It would be going to an action figure sale and being told you had to remove all the action figures you were selling from their original boxes. Taking off the shrink wrap reduces the value of a game by about half. If you go on eBay or similar sites, you’ll see sellers advertising games that are in their original shrink wrap.
eta: I brought the games in today but the sale will be tomorrow. So this qualifies as a June mini-rant.
I don’t quite get it. If they’re in brand-new, never-been-opened packaging, I ca see them having more value to a collector, but how would they qualify for inclusion in a used game sale.
Action figures are not board games. But I figured people would be more familiar with the concept of “mint in box” as it applies to action figures than as it applies to board games. (Jokes about action figures have been made on The Simpsons after all.)
For most people, it’s not a collectible issue. But board games often have a lot of individual pieces. Buying a game that’s still sealed in its original wrapper means you’re getting one with no missing pieces. So old games in their shrink wrap sell for higher prices than old games without.
Telling sellers they had to take off the shrink wrap in order to put games up for sale meant they had to agree to sacrifice a significant portion of the value.
As for the term “used games” I guess it’s accurate in the sense that the game has already been bought once, even if it was never opened.
I wonder how many people are trying to watch Good Omens. Other Amazon stuff is working ok, but apparently there’s a lot of people trying to watch Good Omens at once or something, it can’t evennnnn… Maybe Amazon should try getting some kind of cloud computing service from someone or other when they have a big release (hint to Mr Bezos’ minions: “The boys” is also going to be pretty big).
I’m unpacking from vacation, and I realized that I apparently didn’t get home with a tiny pin I bought. There’s a chance I put it in a box of stuff that was shipped home (we flew), but I don’t remember putting it in there. It wasn’t expensive, but it was cute, dammit.
My wife was watching some show about food. The show gave some statistic about the number of families that eat fast food regularly. They then cut to one of their talking heads, a food writer, who put on her frowny face and said, “Now is that pleasure…or is it addiction?”
Then they said something about the number of adults who drink a glass of wine with dinner and cut to a different person, who put on his own frowny face and said, “Now is that pleasure…or is it addiction?”
And then mentioned the number of people who drink a cup of coffee each morning and cut to yet a third talking head, who said “Now is that pleasure…or is it addiction?”
Well, okay, I lied about the last two. It was only the fast food one that qualified as likely addiction. I’m sure they couldn’t have found any food writers who would have considered a glass of wine or a cup of coffee to be some sign of addiction. I just hate it when people get all high and mighty about one behavior and let the same behavior slide in a somewhat different context.
(hint to Mr Bezos’ minions: “The boys” is also going to be pretty big).
There’s a chance I put it in a box of stuff that was shipped home (we flew), but I don’t remember putting it in there. It wasn’t expensive, but it was cute, dammit.