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I understand that Reagan was believed by many to be a great president, and many many people are saddened by his passing, but… WAS IT REALLY FUCKING NECESSARY TO CLOSE THE POST OFFICE ALL DAY TODAY?
I mean, the mail is something that I really REALLY look forward, probably a LITTLE too much. But I won’t be receiving this week’s People Magazine today, will I? Why, no. Because the postal workers have the day off, mourning the death of Ronald Reagan. SH’YEAH. They’re probably having cookouts and drinking beer, AND GETTING PAID FOR IT.
No fair, man. NO FAIR.
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People are so stupid. Newsflash there, right? I stopped at Burger King this afternoon because I wanted to try one of their Garden Shrimp salads (is it sad and wrong that I could have had anything at all for lunch – I don’t count calories on Friday – and all I wanted was a salad and sushi?). Now, for some reason at lunchtime (and possibly dinnertime, though I don’t know for sure) instead of the usual having you pull up to the speaker, placing your order, and then pulling up to the window to pay, they put a sign on the speaker that says “Pull forward to order taker.” You pull forward where a person is standing to take your order. They use their headset to relay your order to someone inside, who gives them the total. They write your total down on a piece of paper and hand it to you, you drive four feet to the next person who’s standing there, give them the paper and your money, and they make change. And then FINALLY you pull up to the window and wait and wait and wait for your food.
Convoluted and fucked-up, right? Well, it gets even more fucked-up when you add a dumbass to the mix who pulls up to the speaker and just sits there. Like the person in front of me did, pulled up there and just sat and sat and sat. At first I thought he was staring at the menu to figure out what he wanted, but after a minute or so he started looking around, and then staring at the speaker (the speaker WITH THE SIGN TELLING YOU TO PULL FORWARD) and waited. When it had been two or three minutes, I finally said “Oh, fuck THIS!” and put the car in reverse, backed up a little and went to pull around him.
Which is when HE said “Oh, fuck THIS!”, and decided to pull forward to see what the hell was going on. Which made it impossible to get in front of him or behind him, and I had to pull around the building to the end of the drive-thru line, which had grown by about four vehicles.
And the person next in line at the drive-up, who had been behind me? Pulled up to the speaker… and sat there.
Like I said, people are idiots. Me included, because the Garden Shrimp salad was not all that fabulous. In fact, I’d say that I don’t care for the sauce the shrimp was grilled in, because I’m burping it up. Bleh.
And they didn’t have the kind of sushi I like (California Roll), and I got a different kind (the name escapes me), and I didn’t really care for it.
Wah!
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Because I just got rid of a bunch of magnets and there was white space on my refrigerator, I had to buy a couple more…
I particularly like the second one. You can get your own (this place has the BEST selection of magnets EVER) at
Sticker Giant.
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Pet store kitty pics from Monday are
here.
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The Bean, he is a yawn-y Bean. And I’ve found that the trick to getting pictures of him yawning is to find him sleeping and wake him up. He’ll yawn ’til the cows come home!
(This is at the tail end of a yawn. It absolutely cracks me up. I think it’s my new favorite. You can view the full-size version
here.)
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