I’m cheating… Well, OK, I’m not exactly cheating, but sort of…
I made no promises about daily blog posts, and I certainly didn’t make any resolutions of the sort. But I did say I wanted to write more, and I have posted something new everyday this year… You hear that? EVERY DAY THIS YEAR!!! (Sounds like a really long time and major accomplishment, huh?) 😉
Anyway, I’m cheating because I’m writing this tonight, but it won’t post till tomorrow… Except that by the time you’re reading this…
I’m cheating because I wrote this last night, but it didn’t post till today… Yeah, I think that’s right. Tomorrow(today) I will be heading up to Cache Creek Casino and Resort for a day of nickel slot machines (probably) and an over night in the hotel, before coming back on Thursday, so I have to write this post in advance and schedule it if I want to keep up my EVERY DAY THIS YEAR!!! streak.
I had dinner to(last)night with a friend of mine named Shirley. I met Shirley at work years ago and we developed a friendship. She was blessed enough to be able to retire early from the company and has been living a very comfortable life since then. We get together every so often to enjoy a meal and have a nice conversation and that’s what we did tonight. We had dinner at a lovely restaurant called Hs. Lordships (most people pronounce it “His Lordships” – don’t know why), in Berkeley, CA, right on the water of the Bay. Shirley asked to have an “early dinner”, which worked out nicely. She lives about 30 miles away from me and she was coming to me since I came to her last time and she wanted to eat early so she could go home early… Or anyway that was the plan. I made 5:00 reservations and it was nearly 8:00 when we left the restaurant and then we stood in the parking lot for another nearly 30 minutes talking.
The restaurant was deserted when we arrived, and they seated us at arguably the nicest table they have. It’s right in the corner with windows on two sides, one of which was facing the Golden Gate Bridge. I couldn’t not snap a shot with my iPhone and this was the view from my dinner table tonight!
I expected the restaurant to fill up but the entire time we were there, there were only two or three other parties at the restaurant so it was kind of nice. We had a wonderful and enlightening conversation and I’m so glad we got together. It can be so hard to maintain relationships with people you don’t see with regularity, but this is a relationship that is worth maintaining! Next time we get together, Shirley told me, I’ll come to her house where she’ll cook and I’ll get to meet and play with her six to eight year old Black Lab, Jake, whom she rescued from a shelter two years ago. I can’t wait for that!
After my dinner was over, I ran over to the nearby Target store. I was going way out on a limb, but I thought I’d give it a shot.
You see, a while back I bought a printer.
Sometime after that, I bought an ink cartridge.
Sometime after that, I bought a new computer because the one I had spontaneously kicked the bucket.
Sometime after that, I attempted to install my old printer on my new computer, only to learn that they couldn’t play nicely together.
Recently, I bought a new printer (spoiling Michelle’s plans for her Christmas Gift to me, as I’ve previously mentioned.)
Even more recently, I was cleaning up and I happened across that printer cartridge, which had never been opened and had never been used.
I know I bought that cartridge at Target. I do not know when I bought it, where the receipt is, or which credit card I used to buy it. In general Target has a very liberal return policy. From the perspective of a former retail manager, their return policy is TOO liberal, however, as a frequent shopper of Target stores, I’m grateful for this liberal policy. (By the way, are the gays still supposed to be pissed off at Target and boycotting? If so, shoot me. I don’t care.) In addition to not knowing which card I used to purchase the cartridge, my Debit card number was recently changed, as I mentioned in a previous post, due to credit card fraud activity at my local grocery stores. I handed the unopened cartridge box to the customer service rep and told her, “I’m going out on a limb here. I don’t know when I bought this or which card I used but I know I bought it at Target. She worked her magic and determined that I had not bought it on either of the two cards I had given her. I was fully prepared to be told that it had been too long and I couldn’t return it. Instead she said, “I can give you store credit and you’ll get $XX.XX for it. I was perfectly happy to accept that as I had some shopping to do anyway.
I have had a number of complaints about Target over the years. They’re in desperate need of properly training their staff not to get in their customers’ way and to say “excuse me” when they must. Pretty much every time I’ve gone to a Target since I moved to California I’ve had at least one, and usually more, employee step in front of me and stop to put something on a shelf right where I’m looking, without saying a word. I’ve had a number of bad experiences in their snack bars, with them usually being understaffed by under-motivated, slow-moving workers. But I must say that I was very impressed with the service tonight and how the young lady handled my return that I expected not to go so well.
Spending the store credit was no problem. I’m down to my last case of Diet Pepsi here at home and that’s just a tragic event that can not be! I must have a plentiful supply of Diet Pepsi at all times! Otherwise I get itchy. Heh. I needed one or two other things as well, including a wart removal product. You see, yesterday at some time I rather suddenly became aware of a painful bump on the little webbing between my ring and middle fingers on my right hand. Don’t know where it came from but it just seemed to instantly appear. At first I thought it was a pimple and I tried my damnedest to squeeze and pop it (isn’t that what one does with a pimple?) but I couldn’t get good leverage on it to give it a good squeeze. And then I thought, “That doesn’t look much like a pimple. I think that’s a wart.” I don’t know how I would have gotten a wart in between two fingers and so suddenly but I didn’t know what else it could be. So while I was at Target I looked for wart remover. I found exactly ONE product, which I’m sure is not all that’s out there. Dr. Sholl’s Freeze Away. “Removes warts fast with as few as 1 treatment” the package says. I’d like to get rid of this thing with as few as one treatment. That might be just what I need. Though I have to admit that “freeze away” scares me and it cost $14.00 for something I’ll likely only use once. But they didn’t have any other product so I bought it and brought it home.
I decided to be a smart boy and read the instructions and warnings carefully. The instructions are remarkably incomplete. “Twist the applicator onto the can, stick the applicator in the activator, freeze off the wart.” Um… Okay. Not specific enough. The warnings go on to say, “Do not use this product on anything other than a common wart or a plantar wart.” “If you do not use Freeze Away exactly as these directions say to use it, or if you use it on any other condition that is not a common or plantar wart, it may cause serious burns, permanent scarring of the skin, or blindness. If you are not sure whether the skin condition is a common wart or plantar wart, ask a doctor before using Freeze Away“.
Well, I thought I was sure… But I’m not sure enough to risk permanent scaring or blindness. How is this product even available over the counter? For $14.00, I’m taking this back and I’ll go to CVS to find some salicylic acid to paste on it. Sure wish Target had some of that; this sucker hurts and I’d like it to be gone already!
So! Now that this commentary is out of the way, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go and pack for this trip that I am already on while you’re reading this. 😉